ALLISON KEELER A screeching sound brought me abruptly awake. Blinking, I sat up from the floor glancing around, wondering where the deafening noise was piercing from. My first instinct was to check on Fihl. He was up and so unlike him to wait in his cot without being fussy. He was growing. A popping sound behind me made me duck as though trying to dodge a bullet, then I couldn't tune out the cacophony of chattering, laughter, the sloshing sound of feet, chewing, and slurping with every other sound around the mansion. The push on the door and how they pounced on the door made me realize it had to be Faye. Anger stirred in the pit of my soul. I opened the door. Karla stood by the door. "What do you want?" I asked her. She peered inside and tried to push past into the room but my hand on the doorframe restrained her. "Can you let me in, it's urgent." She tried to push in again and this time my restraint was stronger than the first. "I'm not going to let you anywhere near my son,
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