her voice was barely above a whisper.
“Maurice has been like this since he was a boy. Cruel. Spoiled. Mrs. Whitaker covered everything. The girls who worked here never stayed long. Some left crying. Some were paid off. Some…” She swallowed hard. “Some had nowhere to go.”
Nausea rolled through Valerie.
“And Matthew?”
Mrs. Bell’s face crumpled. “He tried continue reading …
