Every Light in the House
“No,” I said. “You left a child in a locked house with crackers and a note. I stopped pretending the family was fine afterward.” The call ended.
My hands shook as I dialed Grandma. She answered almost immediately. “I was waiting.”
“They say you changed the estate plan.”
“I did.”
“They think I made you.”
“I know. They came here to tell me.”