I became a mother to my nieces overnight, without any warning or guidance about what was to come. Just when life finally seemed to be settling down, the past returned in a way I couldn’t ignore.
Fifteen years ago, my brother, Edwin, stood by his wife’s grave… and then vanished before the flowers had even settled. There was no warning, no goodbye.
Without a single explanation, he left behind three little girls. The next thing I knew, they arrived at my door with a social worker and an overflowing suitcase between them.
