usekeeper, an older woman named Mrs. Gable, hesitated

quiet. "About Chloe... she hasn't had any

f, her tone leaving no room for argument. She adjusted the co

toward the front door. "She needs to understand that her actions have conseq

being cruel, they were being parents. They were correcting a flaw in the chi

everything. "She doesn't have the same upbringing, the same... quality. You can take

teering wheel. "We gave her a home, a name, everyt

stairs. She could feel the oppressive silence from above. She

er courage and called Mrs. Davis, wh

le said into the phone. "You know about her condition. The small s

igh, loud enough for the housekeepe

tention, a manipulation. She has been pulling stunts like that since

ma'

aid sternly. "She is a manipulator, always has been. Do no

rs. Gable whisp

ing. "She's probably enjoying the peace and quie

of the conversation, nodded in

he 'lost' Emily's submission for the state art competition? She d

nd, torn, in the outside trash, and Emily had tearfully claimed she saw Chloe near the bin. Chloe's denials were dismissed as more lie

he culmination of years of perceived slights and fabricated betrayals. With their minds at ease, they b