The church fell quiet again.
Even after all these years, thinking of the daughter I lost still sent a sharp ache through me.
I turned toward Carmela in the center of the crowd.
"Carmela, you were also planning to take the sun medallion my son wears and give it to the granddaughter you just accepted. Am I wrong?"
Being called out in front of everyone drained the color from Carmela's face. She looked as though she wished she could disappear into the nearest confessional.
"How did I treat all of you during those 7 years of marriage? You kept saying I was like a daughter to you. Is this how you treat a daughter?"
I drew a breath, but the anger didn't ease.
"For 7 years, every time either of you got sick, who flew for more than 10 hours to Veridia to care for you? I treated you like my o
