Her face was terribly pale, and her small hands were trembling uncontrollably.

“Barnaby ripped open under his arm while I was sleeping, and when I tried to fix the stuffing, I felt something hard pushed deep inside him,” she said.

She held out a small, tightly folded piece of paper that had been tucked away inside the toy.

“It was hidden deep in the cotton, Mom, and I really think Dad put it there a long time ago,” Daisy explained.

My heart began pounding violently against my ribs.