My Daughter Died Two Years Ago – Last Week the School Called to Say She Was in the Principal’s Office

Grace stepped forward. “Aunt Melissa?”

Melissa covered her mouth before pulling Grace into a tight hug.

“It’s really you,” she cried.

We stepped inside and shut the door behind us.

Then she gasped.

“I don’t know everything yet,” I told her. “But I think Neil’s been lying to me.”

Melissa’s expression changed instantly.

“Please keep her here,” I said. “He doesn’t know your address, only the name of the area.”

Grace looked up at me, fear creeping back into her eyes. “Please don’t let them take me again.”