Eventually, I turned and walked stiffly into the dining room to get Jugs’ water. My hands shook wildly as I tried to pick up the carafe, spilling it everywhere. I thumped it back down onto the sideboard as my chin started wobbling, sinking to my haunches and burying my face in my hands. Once I let myself start crying, I couldn’t stop. I wept into my hands, trying to stay silent so Lyri and Jugs wouldn’t hear from the bedroom.
