“…he said it to Lily…”
Silence.
“Yes. Tonight.”
Then, in a much quieter voice, she said:
“I knew this day was coming.”
After hearing those words, I couldn’t relax for the rest of the evening. At around eleven o’clock, the doorbell rang.
It was Grandpa. Mom opened the door but didn’t invite him inside.
“Dad, why are you here?”
“To get Lily.”
Mom’s face changed.
“No.”
Grandpa looked at her for a long moment.
“Sarah, you can’t protect her from everything forever.”
“She’s a child.”
“That’s exactly why I want her there tonight.”
I was standing near the stairs, listening to every word. Then Mom suddenly began to cry.
“But what if tomorrow…”
Grandpa interrupted her.
“Don’t talk about tomorrow.”
A cold feeling went through me.
What was going to happen tomorrow?
About half an hour later, Mom suddenly came upstairs to my room.
