Cole and Anna look at their hands, clasped together with Max’s. His are the color of a smooth rich chocolate bar. Their skin is pinkish, sort of the color of a newborn piglet on their uncle’s farm. Their hands are all the same size, pretty much, with five fingers and nails, knuckles and palms. Anna has cranberry red fingernail polish on hers. Cole has some dirt under his nails. Max’s palms feel rough, calloused from rolling his wheelchair.

The children’s hands are alike, in ways, but different in others.

(Excerpt from Chapter 3, Time to Meet Max)