“Is we a family? Me and you and Cara?” “We sure are. Anyone living in this house is family. So how about we promise each other to always do our best to communicate, which is a fancy word for talking. That means we tell each other when we feel sad, or angry, or scared, and we try our very best to use calm voices, so everyone feels safe and heard.” “And-and-and…” He grips my knee, propping himself up, brows raised as he points a finger in my face. “You not allowed to call me a bad boy, okay? Okay, Emmett?” He shakes his head. “It not nice, my Catharine always tells me it not nice when … when
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