My new wife’s seven-year-old daughter burst into tears every time we were left alone together. Whenever I gently asked her what was wrong, she would only shake her head silently. My wife would just laugh it off and say, “She simply doesn’t like you.”
The first time Harper cried when we were alone together, I told myself she was only overwhelmed by the sudden weight of a new life. That was the easy explanation. The gentle one. The kind adults reach for when a child stands in front of them with shining eyes, stiff shoulders, and a face…
