CNU-At my mother’s Sunday dinner, my sister offered to take my five-year-old daugh…

come back.

That image saved me from wasting one more second in that house.

“Which Target?” I demanded.

“Maple Street,” Taryn repeated. “I already told you.”

Mom folded her arms. “And don’t make this into some police drama.”

Police.

The word clicked into place.

But first, Laya.

I ran to my car so fast I nearly tripped on the porch step. The night air smelled continue reading …