“No,” Megan said quickly. “We always said no.”
I held her gaze.
“Except maybe when no one was watching.”
No one answered.
The silence itself became confirmation.
Daniel ran one hand through his hair so hard it stood straight for a second before falling again.
“You think a little kid did this?”
Dr. Patel, who had been standing a respectful distance away giving us the illusion of privacy, stepped forward.
“It’s possible,” he said. “Young children often don’t understand how fragile infants are. Affection and force can blur for them if no one is supervising.”
Before anyone could answer, the nurse from earlier appeared at the doorway.
“Excuse me,” she said. “There’s someone here asking about the baby.”
“Who?” I asked.
“The nanny.”
Daniel’s whole body stiffened.
“Laura?”
“Yes.”
The nurse hesitated.
“And she brought a little girl.”
The room went silent.
