In the interrogation room, my mother held Scarlett close, her voice soothing yet firm. "I'm the guardian of this child. You can direct all the questions at me. Scarlett is still young; she can't handle being scared like this."
Scarlett nestled against my mother while trembling slightly, looking genuinely pitiful and helpless.
The officers exchanged glances, one of them smirking, "She's twenty-six;
















