I gave Ariel a few dollars for school most mornings. Most days, she saved it in a small wooden box on her dresser.
I assumed she wanted headphones or some toy she’d spotted online.
Then one afternoon, I bumped the dresser while putting away towels.
The lid opened.
I gave Ariel a few dollars for school.
The box was empty.
When Ariel came home, I was waiting in her room.
She stopped when she saw the box beside me.
“Am I in trouble?”
“Depends what happened to your savings.”