I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

was older, but there was no way I’d forget those eyes. She lingered like a shadow.

I tugged gently on Junie’s hand. “Come on, you need to run along, baby.”

She skipped off, calling, “Bye, Mom!” Lizzie ran toward her, instantly whispering secrets.

I followed my daughter’s gaze.

I forced myself across the grass, my pulse thudding in my ears. “Marla?” My continue reading …