Buried Betrayal on Eight Hundred Acres 34

not to be exhausted, and every child was supposed to look happy.

Then Camila tugged my sleeve and said, loudly enough for half the patio to hear, “Mom, Sofi smells wrong.”

Teacher Lupita gave a stiff little smile.

Several mothers turned.

I felt my face go hot.

“Camila,” I hissed, squeezing her hand. “You don’t say things like that.”

But my daughter did not continue reading …