My Housekeeper Heard Singing Behind My Guest Room Wall

voice became noticeably quieter.

“The room is fully furnished.”

“There’s a small bed.”

“A rocking chair.”

“Baby blankets.”

“And fresh flowers beside the bed.”

Fresh.

Not dried.

Not artificial.

Fresh.

I turned toward Daniel again.

He wouldn’t look at me.

“What is he talking about?”

Daniel remained completely silent.

The officer reached into his jacket pocket.

“We continue reading …