The kids came into school on Friday morning and I sat at the table with Grace as she worked on the morning activity.
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“How are you this morning, Grace?” I asked, wondering why she was a bit quieter than usual.
“I’m okay. My mom’s in the hospital!” she said dramatically.
“Oh, my!” I said, wide-eyed. “I hope she’s okay!”
“She’s having her universe removed.”