butchered hair with wide eyes.
“Mommy,” Lily whispered. “Why did Grandma cut Leo’s promise?”
I knelt in front of both of them and pulled them close.
“I don’t know, baby. But Daddy’s coming home and we’re going to fix this.”
Leo held up the single curl he’d saved. “I wanted to keep it for Lily.”
My heart broke.
Mark Comes Home
When Mark got home twenty minutes later and saw our son’s head, he stopped in the doorway.
All the color drained from his face.
He knelt in front of Leo and touched the jagged little patches as gently as if they could break.
“Leo,” he said quietly. “What happened?”
“Grandma took me out of school,” Leo said, voice shaking. “She said we were going to get ice cream. But we went to a barber shop. And she told the man to cut all my hair off.”
“Did you want
