"Then why did you try to stop me from coming?"
"Mary," he said tightly, glancing at the principal. "We should talk in private."
"No."
I stood up and took Grace's hand. "We're leaving."
"You knew she was alive."
Neil followed us into the hallway. "You can't just take her."
"Watch me."
Students and teachers stared as we walked past, but I didn't care.
Outside, I let Grace sit next to me. As I started driving, planning on taking my baby home, I realized Neil might go there too, and I didn't trust him.
"Please don't leave me again," Grace muttered beside me.
I didn't trust him.
"I won't, my baby," I said firmly. "I'm taking you to your Aunt Melissa's house for a little while. I need to figure out what happened."
She shook her head. "I don't want to be alone."
"You won't be. Remember, you used to love staying with her? She'd let you stay up late and eat ice cream for dinner sometimes."
A small, uncertain smile appeared.
"I won't, my baby."
When we pulled into my younger sister's driveway, my heart was still racing. Melissa opened the door and stared at us. Then she gasped.
Grace stepped forward. "Aunt Melissa?"
Melissa covered her mouth before pulling Grace into a tight hug.
"It's really you," she cried.
We stepped inside and shut the door behind us.
Then she gasped.
"I don't know everything yet," I told her. "But I think Neil's been lying to me."
Melissa's expression changed instantly.
"Please keep her here," I said. "He doesn't know your address, only the name of the area."
Grace looked up at me, fear creeping back into her eyes. "Please don't let them take me again."
Them.
"No one's taking you," I promised. "I'll be back soon."
She grabbed my hand. "Promise?"
"I promise."
