“Corinne!” Ross called out, performing alarm for the crowd. “Get a grip on your anger!”

For a moment she wanted to hit Gwendolyn. She wanted to scream until every person in that ballroom understood.

Then she saw the fear in Casey’s eyes, and she let go.

I’m not going to give them the reaction they want.

The social worker crouched in front of the trembling girl. “Do you want to come sit with me?”

Casey nodded and walked away without looking back at either of them.