Chapter 3 - URGENT CARESarah had taken Lily to urgent care the previous evening.
She had not told me.
She had not told Lily’s father.
That part came later.
At first all I knew was:
There had been an injury.
It required enough attention for a clinician to clean and dress it.
And Sarah had sent Lily swimming the next day without telling me.
“What happened?”
Sarah said:
“She caught her shoulder on something.”
“What?”
“A coat hook.”
“At home?”
“Yes.”
“How?”
“She was running.”
Lily had told me it did not happen by accident.
I asked:
“Did Grant touch her?”
Sarah’s silence answered before she did.
“He was trying to stop her.”
“How?”
“She was having a meltdown.”
“What does that mean?”
“Claire, please.”
“How?”
“He grabbed her.”
“Where?”
“Her upper arm.”
“And?”
“She pulled away.”
“And hit the hook?”
“Yes.”
I closed my eyes.
That could be true.
A child could be grabbed during a conflict, pull away, and strike a wall hook.
That would not make the resulting cut deliberate.
It also would not make the adult’s conduct automatically appropriate.
“Why did you tell urgent care she fell?”
Sarah inhaled.
“You don’t know what I told them.”
“Did you say Grant grabbed her?”
Silence.
“Sarah.”
“No.”
Megan looked away.
I said:
“I’m taking Lily for another evaluation.”
“Claire, no.”
“She has a fresh wound and I don’t know the true mechanism.”
“It was already treated.”
“Then the second doctor can say it’s fine.”
“Please.”
There was panic now.
Not ordinary fear of family drama.
Something else.
“What are you scared they’ll find?”
“Nothing.”
“Then why are you asking me not to go?”
Sarah started crying harder.
“Because if you report this, Evan will take her.”
Evan.
Lily’s biological father.
Sarah’s ex-husband.
There it was.
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Not the whole truth.
The first motive.
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