Saving the Wilsons
I whisper aloud, mainly to comfort myself.
I shower and get dressed for bed, ready to call it a night even though it is only 8. I hear a knock before dad enters and sits down on my bed.
"Yeah, Dad," I ask, immediately worried.
"Ryan, Natalie is going to need a bunch of help in th coming weeks. And she might fight the help we try to give her. I want you to prepare yourself, ok. I brought you these," he says while pulling out two books.
"They talk about grief and how to aid a person through grief. Your mom read them when I lost my parents," dad says, and I nod.
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