I covered them gently with mine and looked at her face.

“Who put you in there?”

Lily looked past me at the workbench.

A blue plastic storage bin sat beside the box I had been unloading, its lid crooked from where I had moved it earlier.

“Grandma.”

The word was so quiet I almost missed it.

“What?”

“Grandma put me there.”

I looked toward the house.

No one came out.

“Why?”

Lily gripped the cuff of her hoodie with two fingers.

“I don’t know.”

I crouched beside her.