Chapter 29“Are you going to be all right going in alone, Isabella?” Christina opened the door to the prison, watching Isabella brush by her with a cold indifference.
“I’ll be fine,” the girl answered. She was twelve now. Old enough to visit her own mother without a babysitter. “I just don’t understand why you had to come at all.”
“This is a jail. I promise you the guard would not be inclined to allow you to simply stroll in.”
“I see,” she quipped. “I’m old enough to babysit the new arrivals at the orphanage, but still too young to have a little privacy. Makes a whole lot of sense.”
“Isabella!” Christina grabbed her ward’s arm, yanking her to a sudden stop. “Why are you being so difficult today?”
“Forget about it. Can we just go in now?”
The state employee sighed and stepped forward,
