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Chapters (41)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3.     Chapter One
  4.     Chapter Two
  5.     Chapter Three
  6.     Chapter Four
  7.     Chapter Five
  8.     Chapter Six
  9.     Chapter Seven
  10.     Chapter Eight
  11.     Chapter Nine
  12.     Chapter Ten
  13.     Chapter Eleven
  14.     Chapter Twelve
  15.     Chapter Thirteen
  16.     Chapter Fourteen
  17.     Chapter Fifteen
  18.     Chapter Sixteen
  19.     Chapter Seventeen
  20.     Chapter Eighteen
  21.     Chapter Nineteen
  22.     Chapter Twenty
  23.     Chapter Twenty-One
  24.     Chapter Twenty-Two
  25.     Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27.     Chapter Twenty-Five
  28.     Chapter Twenty-Six
  29.     Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30.     Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31.     Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33.     Chapter Thirty-One
  34.     Chapter Thirty-Two
  35.     Chapter Thirty-Three
  36.     Chapter Thirty-Four
  37.     Chapter Thirty-Five
  38.     Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Acknowledgments
  40. Also by Sarah Blake
  41. About the Author

Izabel was still trying to take it in—that there might not be one singular moment when she’d failed her daughter, which led them here. And for a second that felt amazing. But then she realized how, maybe, she’d failed her daughter countless times.

“Can you describe what your typical day might be like?” Opa said.

Izabel took a deep breath. “We wake up, she eats, she goes to school, she eats again when she gets home, we go out for the afternoon somewhere, we come home, and we all have dinner together.”

“And have the teachers mentioned anything to you about her behavior or any changes at school?”

“No.”

“But she likes school?”

“Yes, definitely.”

“And she gets along well with her teachers?”

“Yes. One day they sent her home with a medal they cut out of paper that said she was the puzzle master.”

Opa smiled at them. “What’s bedtime like?” she asked.

“We usually all get ready for bed together,” Kaito said. “We sort of get her ready first and then she plays on our bed until we’re ready, too.”

“Does she sleep in your bed?”

“No,” he said. “One of us, usually Izzie, takes her to her room and lies with her until she falls asleep.”

“And what time is this?”

“It’s a little different every night,” Izabel said.

“About?”

“I guess around ten.”

“And does she stay asleep in her bed all night?”

“Most nights,” Kaito said.

“And if not, is she coming to you, or is she crying until you go to her?”

“She used to cry until we went to her, but now she comes in,” he said.

“And when did that change?”

“Maybe a year ago,” he said.

“When is she getting up in the morning?”

“Around eight,” Izabel said.

“And Kaito, you’re already up for work?”

“Usually,” he said.

“Have you woken up by then, Izzie?”

“Kaito is the only one who calls me that,” Izabel said.

“I’m sorry,” Opa said. “I didn’t realize.”

“It’s okay.”

“Izabel then?”

Izabel nodded.

“Would you two be up to implementing a stricter bedtime routine for two weeks and seeing how that goes?”

“What would it look like?” Izabel asked.

“Like, 7:45 is bath time, 8:30 is a snack, 8:45 is time to brush teeth, 9:00 is a story, 9:15 is a song and a snuggle, 9:30 is bedtime.”

“I don’t like to bathe her every day because her skin dries out.”

“No, of course, whatever works for you. What’s important is that you pick the times of things, write it out, share it with me, and then follow it for two weeks very strictly.”

“We can try that,” Kaito said.

“He says that, but a lot of this would fall on me and I’m not sure Cami would really respond to that kind of schedule.”

“We don’t have to start there,” Opa said.

“I can help with this,” Kaito said.