Chapter 32
- Hidden away in the drawers of her desk were a stash of paper and various drawing utensils. She pulled out some paper and colored pencils and settled in at the desk.
- Art had always been a passion of hers, and she funneled her grief and anger into her drawing. She was so focused on it, she didn’t notice Daddy’s presence in her room until he dropped a hand on her shoulder.
- “What are you drawing, little one?”