of the world predictable.
“Lucy, are you and your mother safe now?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
An adult voice said something near her. Lucy covered the receiver, though I could still hear muffled words.
Then she returned.
“I have to go.”
“Wait. Can an adult there speak with me? We need permission to treat Sophie, and animal welfare will need information.”
“I can’t continue reading …
