BONUS EPILOGUE
“You really are a natural at this,” Ms. Elsie tells me as her gaze travels around the classroom. She pauses as she looks over the various drawings of the solar system, I had my third-grade students create.
A warm, almost fuzzy sensation floods my belly at the pride I hear in her words. My mind immediately conjures up thoughts of Aunt Wilma–the woman I never knew was my mom until it was too late.