“Uh, I’m Amy.”
“I’m Stacy,” Stacy said. “Who are you?”
“Are you…” she lowered her voice. “…Damien’s children?”
Relief flooded through me. “You know Daddy?”
Relief did not fill this lady’s face. Instead, the opposite, she paled a little. “Yes, I… Gods, you are just children. If they find you…”
“Who?” Stacy asked, tilting her head.
The lady looked behind her and then back to us.
I was starting to feel like something was wrong. “What did you say your name was again?” I asked her, knowing full well she hadn’t given it yet.
“I’m Victoria,” she said. “And you two should never have come here.”
Amelia’s POV
I walked to the stairs and called, “Girls! I heard you sneaked in without saying hello. Come and talk to your grandparents!”
I waited for the telltale sounds of children’s hurried f
