The call came at 10:12 a.m., right in the middle of a meeting. The school’s number flashed on my phone, and when I answered, the principal’s voice was tight and urgent. “Mrs. Torres, you need to come to the school immediately. It concerns your daughter and a dangerous stranger.” I left work without grabbing my purse. I don’t even remember the drive. Just the sick feeling twisting in my gut. When I burst into the principal’s office, Lily sat in a chair with her legs swinging, sobbing so hard her whole body shook. Two police officers stood near the window,...
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