“What the fuck is she doing here?” Sometimes I thought Daddy couldn’t see Wavy, but he pointed at her. “But you said you wanted the kids to move down here. You—” “I said, ‘The kid.’ Donal. Not her.” “You—what do you want me to do?” Sandy said. “Get her out of here. Take her back up to the farmhouse.” “I’ll take her,” Kellen said.
