I couldn't let the class queen invade my daughter's haven
Idon’t know why I’d expected this to be different. Maybe because it was a trip, not a formal occasion like a wedding or even a sit-down family Chanukah get-together. Maybe because it was the first time we were doing this, all of us together, with my parents — a real pilgrimage to the nearby country park. Maybe because Libby enjoys nature, she loves hiking, and I’d kinda hoped that it would push her to be more a part of things.
Or maybe I just hadn’t thought about it very much at all.
Because if I had, I would’ve realized: Things don’t change that easily.
So she didn’t have a book with her to disappear behind. So she was dutifully trailing along on the hike, exchanging a few words with my youngest sister, Bracha, who was wearing fashion booties absolutely not suited to a nature trail, and pushing her pristine Bugaboo over twigs and dried leaves.
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