My Daughter Dropped a Glass—Then I Learned the “Second Bottle” Was Already on Its Way Before It Ever Broke
I ended the call.
Outside, the Buick horn sounded once.
“Lucy!”
“Mom, hurry!”
“I’m coming.”
I locked the house.
Walked toward the car.
Lucy stood beside the passenger door.
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