After Alex and Joshua left, Darren kept staring at the drawing for a long time.
Then he lowered himself onto the porch steps and buried his face in his hands.
“I can’t stop thinking about what could’ve happened if we kept it,” he admitted.
I sat quietly beside him.
“All I saw was money,” he whispered. “That kid saw goodness.”
That crayon drawing stayed on our refrigerator for years.