Kayla blinked.

“I promise you I didn’t do anything…”

“I don’t know what you could have done to make her do this…”


“Yeah, I believe you…”

She slowly became aware of her surroundings again. Somehow she’d ended up on the couch, and her daughter, Rosa, was crying about something. Kayla reached out and took the baby from her husband, rubbing the girl’s back gently as she tried to calm her down. Zeke and Lucas had fallen quiet, sensing that if they said the wrong thing they might get in trouble.