Sophie stayed close, her small hand in mine, grounding me. The director assured me they would conduct a thorough investigation, but the shadow of doubt had already crept into the corners of my mind. How many times had things been dismissed or explained away?
How long had residents been suffering in silence? As we stepped outside into the waning light, Sophie looked up at me, her eyes older than they should have been. “Did we help Grandma?”
I hugged her tight, feeling the warmth of her cheek against mine.
“Yeah, we did,” I murmured, hoping it was true. Hoping that now, finally, things would change.
