Tonight is the foundation's one-year anniversary. One hundred guests. Media everywhere. Exactly what Walsh wants.
I stand in the bathroom backstage. Black dress. Hair up. Makeup hiding the fear. I look like I have it together. I feel like I'm falling apart.
Eleanor knocks. "Five minutes."
"I'm not ready."
"You are. Let's go."
The Ballroom is packed. Fifty mothers we've helped. Fifty donors. Reporters with cameras ready to catch whatever happens. Sienna decorated everything. White flowers. Projection screen showing families we've saved. Beautiful.
Security at every door. Looking for Walsh. He'll come. I know he will. Patricia Moore stands near the stage. Sees me, nods once.
Ready.
The program starts. Sophie welcomes everyone and introduces the first mother, Maria. Two kids. Escaped
