This moving and well-written story about one kid's experience in the foster care system is so full of heart. Mo's story will stick with me for a long time. A great read.
Maybe I didn’t realize it at the time, but as a kid I was soaking up many family stories. Every Sunday we gathered for dinner at my grandparents’ house, and while we feasted on stuffed grape leaves and squash, pita bread, hummus, shish barak dumpling soup, tabooli, and other homemade dishes, I listened to stories about life back in the old country.