“Don’t bury her—that’s not her in the coffin!” a little girl cries out at a Chicago funeral, stopping everything as a shocking truth inside the coffin is revealed

did this come from?”

“Vivian made it for Caroline.”

Rosa gripped Ava’s shoulders. “Tell Mr. Whitaker. Now.”

Ava found Gabriel outside his study.

He looked exhausted — older than he had appeared at the funeral, as though grief had carved new lines into his face.

“Mr. Whitaker,” she said. “Vivian is putting something in Caroline’s food.”

His expression hardened continue reading …