“That’s extreme,” said Uncle Peter.
So I reminded him again, “She is six.”
This time, to my surprise, and clearly to the surprise of a few others in the group, my usually timid Aunt Kathy stepped forward. “I would love to meet the youngest member of our family.”
“Kathy,” Uncle Peter said, not quite scolding but not entirely friendly either.
Aunt Kathy ignored him, which was another strange event and truly spoke to how much Aunt Kathy loved kids. She had raised plenty of her own, so she must have known all about the bigness of a young girl’s heart.
In that moment, I wasn’t sure if I could trust the rest of my family, but I knew Alice would be safe with Aunt Kathy. I was relieved to know that I had at least one ally in the group.
“Thank you, Aunt Kathy,” I said. “I’m sure she will love
