“I briefly and calmly asked my kids some leading questions, tactically trying to prevent the lies.”
‘I ran upstairs, and the smell of putrid decay invaded my nostrils. I coughed and covered my nose, searching for the source of that smell. There, in the corner of the closet, sat a dark blue trash can.’
‘There was no turning back’: Mom builds magical hidden room through teen’s closet
“As an only child, I had magical thoughts and feelings about hidden worlds that were there if you just looked hard enough.”
