Daniel whispered, “Please don’t.”
That single sentence changed everything.
Not because he sounded angry.
Not because he sounded commanding.
But because for the first time since I had known him, Daniel Caldwell sounded afraid of his own child.
Lily pulled out a smaller folded paper.
It had been creased so many times the edges were soft.
She held it against her chest.
“I wasn’t supposed to take it.”
I wrapped one arm around her.