Caleb stood on the porch between the two officers, still in that silk robe, looking absurd now. The robe had a coffee stain down the front. His hair was flat on one side.
Diane stood near the hydrangeas, holding her suitcase.
Denise nodded. “We understand.”
She hung up and came to Mia’s window.
“Emergency custody granted. Temporary protective order continue reading …
