“I did,” I said from the floor.

“My sister’s daughter threw my son into the edge of that table.”

“That’s a complete lie,” Brenda snapped, moving toward the officer.

“The boy lost his balance while he was playing.

Valerie is hysterically overreacting to a fall at home.”

Officer Miller took a small black notepad from his chest pocket.

“I’ll need statements from everyone here, starting with the mother.”

“You’ll talk to my attorney before you write a single word in that book,” Charles said, his voice hardening.