Our Home Security Camera Recorded What My Husband Did Before He Left for Denver
She felt strangely light, trembling against my chest.
I grabbed my car keys from the brass hook by the front door.
Lily cried softly into my shoulder while I reached for the heavy metal handle.
I grabbed my purse from the entry table and carried her down the porch steps.
She felt heavy in my arms.
I settled her into the back seat of the sedan and reached across to buckle the seat belt.
She tucked her knees up to her chin and squeezed her eyes shut.