“The will. You broke the clause. The inheritance? Gone.”
For once, she said nothing. She walked silently to her car.
Rest in the silence
That night Ava fell asleep in her own bed, curled up next to her favorite stuffed bee.
“Is Grandma Eleanor going to jail?” she murmured.
“I don’t know,” I said. “But she won’t hurt us again.”
Later I found a photo in Jason’s desk drawer – of
