“I gave my whole life to raising that boy and you came along and took everything I had left.” And she hung up.
Chapter 14 — Under the Stone Overhang
We found her standing under the dripping stone overhang of the old chapel, holding Elspeth by the shoulder with one hand and clutching the white bottle in the other.
Lucien stepped into the rain slowly, both hands open, and begged his mother to let our daughter go.
Mireille was crying now, hard, erratic, the wind tearing at all of us.
“At first I only wanted her a little sick,” she wept — talking about me as if I weren’t ten feet away.