“Just tired, baby.”

Rachel bustled in then, bringing a pitcher of water. She stopped when she saw Lily. “Well hello there, Lily. You’re even prettier than your daddy said.”

The room went still. I had never mentioned Lily’s name to Rachel.

Lily stiffened. She looked at the nurse, then back at me. She didn’t say a word until Rachel left the room. Then, she leaned in close, her breath smelling of the peppermint candy Carol allowed her.

“Mom,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I know her.”

“The nurse?”

“I saw her. Two weeks ago. Dad picked me up from school and we stopped for ice cream. That lady was there. They were sitting at a table outside. Dad was holding her hand, Mom. And she… she looked at me like she hated me.”