Deitrick Haddon Count Your Blessings Novels & Stories

If only I had looked outside…" She scrambled over to my lifeless body, crawling and stumbling as she went. She clutched me tightly in her arms, wailing with gut-wrenching anguish. "I'm sorry! It's my fault! I did this to you. This is all my fault!" Just then, Clara strolled in holding a basket of fruit. "Mom, Dad! We missed out on dinner, so I bought you some fruit. Do you like it?" Dad, however, wore a cold expression as he said, word by word, "You told us Adeline was doing fine these past three years. You said you were in touch with her friends and that she was living a carefree life, eating well, and having fun every day."