For years, he looked like the answer to every prayer I was too embarrassed to say out loud.
That history is exactly why I ignored what should have stopped me cold.
The first time Lily came out of the bathroom blotchy, Daniel said she’d splashed lavender soap in the wrong place. The second time, he said she’d scratched herself. The third time, he smiled and told me I worried too much.
I let him turn my instincts into something embarrassing.
The detective asked whether Daniel had ever said anything about the birthmark before. I almost said no.
Then I remembered little comments I had dismissed because they were always dressed up like jokes. ‘We should ask a dermatologist to clean that up before kindergarten.’ ‘
