Maria's Point of View
The sun outside peered dully through the curtains, throwing very subdued light upon the interior of the room, but even that warmth did little to ease the ache in my chest. I knew today was going to be a break-the-stuffing-out kind of day. Floyd and Hana were playing quietly in the living room, blissfully unaware of the conversation I was going to have with them-more particularly, with Floyd.
I settled myself on the couch and called out his name, shaking a little bit. "Floyd, honey, can you come here for a minute?"
He bounced over to me with bright, unblemished eyes shining with innocence, but small smile tugging at his mouth. "What's up, Mommy?" he asked climbing aboard my lap. His little hands reached up to tousle the ends of my hair completely unaware of the sto
