police?”
“No.”
I drew Olivia closer.
“Someone you should have expected.”
Mom appeared in the doorway holding a basket of laundry.
“Hannah, don’t start.”
I looked directly at her.
“You removed my baby’s crib.”
“It’s in the garage.”
“You entered my house without permission.”
“I’m your mother.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Honestly, you’re acting like we did something terrible. Jason is family.”
I glanced at Olivia before meeting Mom’s eyes again.
“So is she.”
For once, Mom couldn’t respond.
Twenty minutes later, someone knocked on our front door.
Jason removed
