I snapped back to reality, having finished packing up all my daughter's belongings. I held her ashes, preparing to leave and take her to the cemetery for a proper burial.

Unexpectedly, Stanley barged in.

He grabbed my wrist and yelled harshly, "Where is Bonnie? I called her teacher and was told she hasn't been to school for several days. Where are you hiding her?"

My blood boiled, rushing to my head. "Bonnie died bringing you medicine! She's dead!"

"Slap!"

Stanley slapped me hard. "You wicked woman, are you still cursing our daughter even now?"

Elodie, who had followed him in, looked equally disapproving. "Mrs. Ross, we all know what happened....