Emre:
"Look around over there," Mom yelled, instructing me before rushing to the backyard with my father. I couldn't move quickly because so much was on my mind.
"Somebody should stay behind with the baby," my dad halted in his steps, and so did my mom after we had left the house. "Maybe Emre should stay behind."
I could tell that my father knew I was struggling to compose myself after being accused of such nasty things. I had no clue how I could ever make them believe that I didn't do anything on purpose. That I never gave Abigail any wrong hints.
"Huh! If anyone should be searching for her on the ground, it's him. He's responsible for her condition today. You shouldn't be siding with him. He needs to learn from his mistakes and be a better man," Mom was so bitter that for a moment,
