“Then how did you get it?”
“Claire left it in the book.”
“That isn’t what I asked.”
His face tightened with confusion. “I found the envelope in Emma’s old storybook, exactly as I told you.”
“But my mother says not to trust the person who gave it to you.”
“Anna, Margaret is the one who wrote that.”
“I know.”
“And she died before Claire.”
“I know.”
“Then how could she have written a warning about something that happened after her death?”
The question moved through me like a cold draft.
