Ashes of Lily: A Mother's Fury
dawned, hotte
he screen. Her small face wa
I s
-tale swelling. The tw
ttle
ercom connecting to his home office. "
le
e door. "Jack! Lily's h
from inside. Ti
re "occ
as trying to stay awake, but her eyelids were heavy. I could see the
ogical fieldwork often to
o the intercom, my voice bre
ing annoyed, his shirt half-unbuttoned. Tiffany
ighed. "Is she faking an illnes
Jack! Look at the screen
on dismissive. "She's probably just be
ore scared of people, Sarah. She
iffany, lunging again, but Jack
, shoving me back.
er of something – doubt? – in his eyes
ars streaming down my face. "Our dau
, almost im
ng, "She's trying to manipulate
d. "She'll be fine.
any back into the offic
k was the sound of L
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