Chapter Fifty-Four
"You lied, Dad. You lied."
A cold shiver shook Sam's body as though she'd been dropped in arctic water. It hit her; he hadn't done it. He hadn't killed himself. It was a lie.
Stunned but elated and unsure how to unravel all that she'd been told about her father, she was about to stand when her flashlight drew her attention to something. Pulling the boots out so she could look closer, she realized it was just a marble. One she and her sisters had probably lost. They used to steal from the boys, who would fling the little missiles at them with a peashooter.
Smiling, she put the boots back but accidentally knocked them over. They hit the floor with a loud thunk, as though they were filled with something. Curious, she focused the light inside them. Each held a packet, fa
