Allison's POV
During lunch break, Ms. Diana had called to inform me that my daughter's body might've been finger-painting, but her mind was clearly elsewhere.
"She's told the entire class about the 'castle' she's moving to,"Ms. Diana said, laughing. "At this point, I'm honestly starting to wonder if I should report a royal kidnapping."
I smiled into the phone.
"Just a temporary stay with family,"I said vaguely, sidestepping the whole stalker-induced relocation situation.
Some truths are just too messy for parent-teacher conference hours.
The moment I walked through our apartment door that evening, Lily ambushed me before I could even set my purse down.
"Mommy! "she squealed, launching herself at my hand and tugging with surprising strength for someone who barely reac
