”
Vanessa’s face tightened.
“Get the dog out.”
But Lily was already staring.
A tiny corner of something white protruded from beneath the edge of the pillow.
Small.
Folded.
Wrong.
She didn’t know why she reacted.
Maybe because she had spent her entire life noticing things adults overlooked. Coins beneath vending machines. Mold hidden in shelter vents. Men following continue reading …
