Chapter 7 - CHLOE
Chloe sent Emma an apology card.
I read it first.
Emma chose whether to open it.
She did.
I’m sorry my mom hit you.
I wanted the music house but I didn’t want her to hit you.
I said you took it because Grandma Helen told me it would probably become mine someday anyway.
I’m sorry I yelled.
—Chloe
Emma stared at the card.
“Grandma said it would be hers?”
“Apparently.”
“But Grandpa said it was mine.”
“Yes.”
“Why does everybody tell different things?”
I had no good answer.
“Because adults sometimes say what is convenient instead of what is true.”
She frowned.
“That makes everything hard.”
Exactly.
“Do I have to give Chloe the toy?”
“No.”
“Can I?”
“If you want.”
She thought.
“No.”
May you like
“Okay.”
That was consent in its smallest useful form.
