She’s through the doorway before I can stop her. Her sudden hug knocks Mom back a step, but she doesn’t fall. “Mama!” Opal squeezes her, face buried against Mom’s belly. “Mama, I missed you so bad!” Our mom doesn’t hug her back. Opal looks up at her, the bright smile fading. “Mama?” “She’s tired,...
YOU LET HER go!” I fight against the soldier who has me by the back of my T-shirt. They’ve already loaded Mrs. Holly and my mother into a van. Dillon into another. Dexter has fled into the night, and I can only hope he makes it to safety. But now they’re trying to take Opal, and I can’t let them....