Names That Healed
“Mamá,” Eli’s voice said gently, “I kept the card you hid in my shoe before every exam. Dad, I heard you crying in the garage — I was never disappointed in you. Zo, I forgive you for the voicemail you regret. Sister Agnes, you were right: not all prayers get the word we want. Daniel — stop apologizing for making it weird. It was perfect.”
Those named wept. Those not named felt embraced.
