“Call 911!” I screamed, cradling Lily against me, trying to stop the bleeding with my trembling hands. I could barely focus, but I knew we needed help immediately. Mark fumbled for his phone, dialing with fingers that shook as much as mine.

Olivia, meanwhile, stood in the corner, her earlier bravado shattered. Tears streaked down her face, and she looked between our mother and me, a growing horror in her eyes.