My Grandfather Asked Why I Was Walking With My Baby

did not move for several seconds.

His jaw was tight. His eyes were colder than the weather outside.

Finally, he said, “Driver.”

“Yes, sir?”

“Take us to the police station.”

My heart slammed against my ribs.

“What? Grandpa, no. Please. They’re still my parents.”

He turned to me.

“No, Madison. They are people who stole from you while you were vulnerable. They continue reading …