Watching her body move as she taught the kid was like poetry in motion. She seemed different somehow as if all of her defenses were down, and there was something about the way the kid interacted with her that seemed almost as if she were the adult. It’s weird, but I keep getting this vibe from the kid that I just can’t put my finger on.

I’ve been around my nieces and nephews my whole adult life, and it’s not the same, and when the kid looked dead at me with ...