Chapter 28

I was half-awake when I heard it—

Small voices.

Giggling.

Whispering.

Shooing.

And the unmistakable sound of Granny’s phone camera shutter going off. Repeatedly.

“Dolores, get the angle from the side—no, no, not that side, his hair’s sticking up.”

“I think I got a good one!” Maria whispered like a t...

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