The little girl hadn’t spoken since the night her mother was found on the kitchen floor! Then the court dog lowered his head-and she whispered one sentence toward the defense table…

your house?” Ava asked.

Lily nodded.

“Can you tell Boone about the loud?”

The child turned into the dog’s neck. Her next words were muffled, but the microphone caught them. “Mama said no. The table broke.”

Ava felt the words in her stomach before she allowed herself to think about them. The table had been photographed before anyone knew Lily would ever continue reading …