All The Lives We Stole

Summary

"Nora, the social worker told me Felix has incredible test scores and such an angelic face. You really ought to take him," Hazel said, leaning into my shoulder with a theatrical pout. "If I didn't have my heart completely set on a girl, I wouldn't dream of letting you have him."

I looked at the tightness around her eyes, the faint twitch at the corner of her lips, and knew instantly: she had come back, too.

The ghost of her face from my previous life flashed across my memory—that twisted, triumphant sneer as the rat poison tore through my stomach while I collapsed across her kitchen table.