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…

” Denise said. “Three were normal kid things. A house. A sun. A rabbit with ears bigger than its body.” She touched the folder with two fingers. “This one was different.”

Ava opened it.

The drawing showed the kitchen again, but this time the large figure had a face. Not a realistic face—Lily was three—but it had heavy dark brows, hair swept back from continue reading …