Daniel’s expression changed for only a moment.
Maria noticed.
Then he asked, “Is your mother still inside the house?”
Lily nodded.
A tear rolled down one dirty cheek.
“I told her I would go back for her.”
“You don’t have to go back alone.”
“But I promised.”
“What did you promise?”
“That I would save the babies first.”
That was the moment the receptionist covered her mouth.
That was the moment Maria turned away because her eyes filled too quickly.
And that was the moment the emergency room stopped seeing a frightened little girl and understood that she was the only reason three lives still had any chance.
At 2:43 p.m., hospital security contacted county dispatch.
At 2:46 p.m., a police incident report was opened.
At 2:51 p.m., a social worker was paged.
By 3:08 p.m., Lily had given officers everything she could remember.
The road name.
The broken bridge.
