ByTessa
August 7, 2026
When I was six, four different cars took my siblings and me to separate foster homes. Twenty-three years later, I walked into another courthouse and saw five children about to suffer the same fate. Their six-year-old brother held the baby tightly and asked me, “If one of us is bad, will you send only that one away?” I knew exactly why he was asking.
“If one of us is bad, will you send only that one away?” Six-year-old Caleb asked me that…