“You pushed me,” Ava cried.

She squeezed her eyes shut and forced a sob that echoed off the wooden privacy fence.

“My mom was right about you,” Ava yelled.

“She said you want to get rid of me so you can keep my dad and his money all to yourself.”

Daniel dropped his steel tongs onto the brick patio.

He rushed across the grass and knelt beside his daughter.

He took her arm and pulled her up to her feet.