My Daughter Dropped a Glass—Then I Learned the “Second Bottle” Was Already on Its Way Before It Ever Broke
Carter checked.
“About twenty-seven minutes.”
I leaned closer.
Evelyn crossed his camera view calmly.
Not rushing.
Not carrying something she had frantically purchased after hearing there had been a mess.
She walked as though she knew where she was going.
“She knew where to take it.”