This story is also available in Polish.
Since the breakup Melanie lived in two worlds. In the weeks with me she lived in zoos and museums and books, in the weeks with her mother she lived in bible classes and religious movies and churches.
It was confusing for her, the constant switch from reading books to believing books and back. Maybe that’s why we failed to protect her.
It was in the summer. Melanie had just turned 10. Her first summer week was spent in a bible camp. When her mother finally dropped her at my place she also brought a big bag of books.
I still remember how Hailey cocked her head.
“You always want her to read. Now she has good books. What more do you want?” Continue reading