Chapter 11: The Truth in the Hallway
“I haven’t lost anything,” I snapped, holding up the letters. “Dad, look at the handwriting.”
His entire face drained of color.
“That’s Elena’s handwriting.”
“There are dozens of these,” I whispered. “Mom wrote to us for fifteen years. Jean hid them.”
“I can explain,” Jean started quickly.
“No,” I interrupted. “I heard everything. You lied to Mom. You convinced her Dad was going to take us away and have her committed. You intercepted every letter she sent us.”
Dad slowly turned toward Jean.
His expression became something I had never seen before.
Cold.
“You told me Elena vanished without a word,” he whispered.
Jean tried again.
“She was unstable—”
“I never told the girls about Elena’s depression,” Dad said quietly. “The only person I ever mentioned it to… was you.”
Jean went silent… Continue Reading ⬇️
