Yvonne squeezed her eyes shut, pain etched across her face.
Of course she couldn’t let Lucy know the truth—that her father was a gambler, that he’d taken someone else’s money and intentionally run a person down with his car.
When she opened her eyes again, she finally handed Lucy over to Sue.
“Please… take care of her for me.”
“Don’t worry,” Sue said gently. “I swear on my life, Lucy won’t be hurt. Not as long as I’m here.”
Sue could make that promise because she trusted Winona. If Winona said Lucy would be safe, then she would be—no question.
“Thank you.”
Cradling Lucy in her arms, Sue left the room.
Lucy, bewildered and scared, clung to Sue, tears streaming down her cheeks. Sue soothed her, murmuring soft reassurances, then said, “Let’s go get something yummy to eat, okay?”
“But… what about Mom? Why isn’t she coming with us?” Lucy hiccupped through her tears.
“Your mom just has to talk to that lady for a little while. She’ll come find us soon, promise. Be brave, sweetheart.”
Once they were gone, Elvis stepped into the room and quietly took a seat beside Winona.
He wasn’t sure what this woman, Yvonne, might do—if she’d lash out and hurt Winona, or just fall apart—so he stayed close, unwilling to leave Winona unprotected. Besides, he worried that talking about the accident would rattle Winona, and he wanted to be there for her.
Yvonne didn’t ask who he was. She simply moved to sit across from Winona, her hands trembling so badly she had to grip her knees to steady them.



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