Before Laura could answer, Luna spoke up first.

“She’s not my mommy.”

She paused briefly, looking first at the social worker and then at Laura.

“She’s my daddy’s wife.”

The social worker raised her eyebrows.

“Really?” she asked, pretending to be surprised.

Laura politely shook her hand.

“And what do you call your stepmother, Luna?” the social worker asked gently.

“She’s not a stepmother,” Luna corrected. “She’s my bonus mom. She’s Laura.”

Laura smiled, deeply touched.

“Bonus mom?” the social wo