Daun Kauffman: All alone with Danny, his mother now confided in him that his father was not “away”, but that he had been murdered. Confusion and grief tortured Danny .
Daun Kauffman: She was one of the shortest, scrawniest children in our second grade classroom. Maybe 45 pounds with her coat on. Her tattered backpack seemed as big as she was. Somehow the tiniest children can hold the most energy, the most emotion, and somehow they manage to get the most compassion from me.