"Daddy, Why Do You Hurt
" I hide in my closet and close my eyes when Daddy and Mommy fight. I sometimes imagine myself flying high, high up in the sky. I also count out loud, so I don't hear Mommy and Daddy fighting. I pray like Mommy taught me to do and I ask God to make them stop fighting. I sometimes wish that my Daddy would just go
"Our New Apartment"
"I asked Mommy if she missed
Daddy. She said that she did and that it was OK for me to miss
Daddy, too. Mommy also said that Daddy could not know where we lived
and that it was our secret."