Chapter 8: Jenelle
“That’s the lady,” Eli said. “She told me her name was Jenelle.”
Before I could answer, a silver car pulled up.
A pregnant woman stepped out slowly, one hand resting beneath her belly.
Eli pointed.
“That’s her, Mom.”
I walked toward her with Darren’s umbrella pressed against my chest.
“Are you Jenelle?”
She nodded, her face already full of regret.
“Carina, I’m so sorry.”
My stomach tightened.
“How do you know my name?”
“Someone commented it under my post on Facebook. They said they were a neighbor.”
I glanced toward Sarah, who suddenly became very interested in the sidewalk.
“You wrote about my son?”
“I wrote a thank-you post,” Jenelle said softly. “I should have thought harder.” Continue Reading ⬇️
