« They said Jonathan’s old plant. Letty heard his name and refused to leave the office. Piper, she’s safe, but everyone’s emotional. You need to come now. »
He hung up.
I stood there, staring at my phone while the water ran. Letty’s backpack was gone. Jonathan was dead.
And fear, I had learned, never waited for permission.
« You need to come now. »
***
The night before, I’d found my daughter standing barefoot in a field of it.
« Letty? » I’d knocked on the bathroom door once. « Honey, can I come in? »
She stood in front of the mirror with kitchen scissors in one hand and a ribbon-tied bundle of hair in the other. Her hair was hacked to her shoulders, crooked and jagged, and her chin was shaking.
I stared at the floor first, then at her. « Letty… what did you do? »
