” she whispered. “Okay,” I said.
Anthony called again that night. This time I answered. Relief flooded his voice so fast it made me angry. “Dad, how is she?” I told him she was safe, she was with me. Then I told him I was going to ask one question. “When is the last time Skyla was included in a family trip?” The pause went on too long. I let it. “Dad,continue reading …
