“She’s just… set in her ways. Give it time,” he said.
And I did.
Until the day she kicked my daughter out of a birthday party.
It was a bright, sunny Saturday—the kind of day that makes everything feel lighter.
Daniel’s brother, Mark, was hosting a Pokémon-themed party for his son Jason, who had just turned seven.
Ellie was thrilled.
All week, she kept asking what Jason might like.
“Do you think he still loves Pokémon?” she asked one evening, twirling her pajama top.
I told her yes, absolutely. We browsed gift ideas together online.
When she spotted a limited edition Pokémon card set, her eyes widened.
