Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Guilty Conscience

Turned out Dad and I weren't the only weepy ones. Pamela hurried to me when Dad left and hugged me, tears on her face. I was surprised the tough as nails newspaper reporter showed such emotion then remembered she'd been the one who found me.

"Thanks for the rescue," I whispered. She gave me some water, thankfully without me having to ask, the bendy straw delivering tepid liquid better than any coffee or wine I'd ever tasted.