Part 1: The Question That Changed Everything

breathe.

My grandfather turned toward them, his voice calm in a way that made my skin prickle.

“Mark. Vivian,” he said. “I have a question.”

Neither of them spoke.

“Where,” Grandpa continued, “has the money I’ve been sending my granddaughter been going?”

Silence.

I could hear my baby breathing. I could hear my own heartbeat pounding in my ears.

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