I had defended smaller things before.
He had said that Diane was intense, that Robert was strong-in-class, that Vanessa was stressed, that Mark hated confrontations.
But this time he looked at Lily and found no excuse that could touch her burnt skin without breaking.
“Tell me everything,” he said.
I told him.
I didn’t cry while I was talking.
That came after.
At the time, I was too clear.
I told him the chair scraping the concrete.
I told him the steamer of the coffee.
I told him Vanessa raised his arm.
I told him Robert’s line.
When I repeated “that girl,” Ethan closed her eyes.
The social worker explained what was next.
The hospital would make the corresponding report because of the nature of the injury.
The medical note would include the burn pattern.
The photo could be added to the file if I authorized to share it with whoever it was.
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