KIERAN

“Hello, Fa—”

I didn’t even get to finish my greeting before his voice blasted through the phone so loud I had to pull it away from my ear.

“What is this I’m hearing?” he bellowed.

Genesis stirred against my chest, wrapped in a soft blanket, her fingers curling tighter into my shirt. I looked down at her peaceful face, and my frown deepened.

I took a slow breath, then brought the phone back to my ear.

“What exactly have you heard this time, Father?” I muttered, trying to keep my voice even. It had taken me nearly an hour to get her to sleep. After she’d eaten, we’d watched...