I hit the door before Daniel could turn the lock. My palm smacked the wood, the latch bounced back, and I reached past him for the towel hanging by the sink.-..
Lily came out of the tub shaking so hard her teeth clicked. I wrapped her, pulled her against me, and felt soap and warm water soak through my shirt.Doors & Windows
Daniel grabbed my forearm and told me I was scaring her
I told him no. He was.
Nora was in the doorway a second later, still in navy scrubs, car keys in one hand. She shoved past Daniel, took one look at the timer and the index cards on the sink, and told me to call 911.
I called from the hallway while Lily clung to my neck. I told the dispatcher my husband had been forcing our five-year-old underwater during bath time and keeping written lessons beside the tub.
The officers arrived fast. One took Daniel downstairs. Another stood with me in the hall while Nora slid the wet cards out of the manila envelope and laid them flat on the counter.
They were not games. They were drills.
