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…

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Lily frowned and pulled the rabbit closer to her side.

“Stories aren’t bad,” Graham continued. “They can feel very real when you’re little.”

Boone shifted, pressing his shoulder against the chair. Lily’s fingers tightened in his fur, but she did not disappear into herself the way Ava had feared.

Graham tilted his head. “Boone wasn’t in your kitchen that continue reading …