My Mother

were already seventy-three comments.

People calling Daniel dangerous.

People saying they always knew I seemed controlled.

People sending prayers to my mother.

My hands began to shake.

“She can’t do this,” I said.

“She is doing it.”

“She almost hurt Lily.”

Daniel sat beside me. “Then we show the truth.”

I looked at him sharply. “No.”

“Claire—”

“No. Not online.continue reading …