The Meal Before Everything
I scanned the sea of faces, and there they were, Janet, Fiona, and Matthew, standing out like rock stars with a throng of fans around them.
Janet was holding up a tiny set of clothes, the ones the little calf Layden had worn, and she was sobbing up a storm.
"Layden wasn't even a year old when Christina took him from us! He was just a baby! We have to make things right for Layden!"
"Justice for Layden!"
"Justice for Layden!"
The chant rippled through the crowd, firing everyone up all over again.
I tried to speak up, but my voice was swallowed by the noise.