a nightma

r, but only three people were eating.

he other, banging them rhythmically against the ri

tried to cut her chicken, but the

she sai

s phone. He was scrolli

Eliana said.

f bread. "Oh, Eliana, let him express himself. He's a m

is mother's praise,

wn. "It's not about spi

d the table, his heavy shoes thudding on the Persian rug.

photos, sat a single, small silver frame. It was an old, black-a

. The only thing she had managed to smuggle out

bbed th

outed. "Old pe

blood w

not loud, but it carried a vibration th

Uncle Hayes said this is his ho

frame high a

p, her chair scraping vio

thre

it downward with all the force h

hattering on the marble

m went

t the shards. The photo lay face

face crumpled. He opened his mouth and

a second. She rushed to Leo, fa

screamed at Eliana. "You ye

broken glass. He recognized the photo. A flash of guilt cros

stern. "He's a child. You didn't

look at Hayes. She didn't look at Feli

nelt

aid. "You'll cut yourself

round the photo paper. A shard of glass, sharp as a scalp

inch. She did

ripped onto the white marble. It smeared o

the glass dust off her mothe

perated now. "We can get it restored.

the photo to her chest, staini

," she whispered. "Th

know that. Look, I'm sorry, okay? But look at Leo.

raised her eye

It was the look of a building that had been con

ize?" s

said. "Be the

g out from Felicity's shoulder, a sm

for three years. The man she had protected from t

not," El

. Blood dripped from her hand, leaving

going?" Hayes c

t say. To call Tal

t kept

he went to the bathroom and ran her hand unde

in gauze. Then she

ialed

I don't care how we do it. I wa