The Kids Aren’t Alright

The Kids Aren’t Alright
Alexandria, a pudgy 10-month-old with pink bows clipped to her tiny ponytails, is waiting. Propped up on a pillow in the tidy living room of her apartment in Palm Beach, she’s calmly swigging warm formula while her mother gets ready for work. Soon she’ll be buckled into her car seat and whisked off. To where? She must wait to find out. Most days she goes to a lady’s house a few minutes away, but sometimes she winds up at her uncle’s apartment or with a friend of her mom’s. If she could, Alexandria might tell you that what she’s really waiting for is one safe place to be every day while her mother works. And she might have to wait a very long time.

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