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CNU-At my mother’s Sunday dinner, my sister offered to take my five-year-old daugh…

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be appropriate.”

So I made the call.

I gave them everything I knew. The arrest. The text messages. The practice run. Madison’s anxiety. Taryn’s threats. My mother’s role. The worker on the phone took it seriously, but I could still hear myself shaking.

After I hung up, I found Laya standing in her doorway.

“Mommy?”

I crouched. “Hey, bug.”

“Are you mad?”

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