"Lily's secret," I said softly. "She was taking care of them. In the old shed."
Daniel blinked slowly, as if he hadn't understood the words.
I told him everything — about the sweater, Baxter, the hiding place, and the clothes. I told him how she must've been sneaking out to bring warmth and safety to this tiny family of strays.
As I spoke, something changed on his face.
The pain didn't go away, but the darkness in his eyes lifted just a little.
As I spoke,
something changed
on his face.
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