I had assumed the picture would show Hailey before the fall.

But the camera showed Brenda photographing her after she was hurt, with the improvised bandage already on her face.

A moment later Brenda resumed spraying.

Hailey curled inward, and that was the scene I had walked into.

I set the phone down.

The kitchen felt too quiet.

Rachel came in wearing slippers.

“Did you see the rest?” she asked.