C20 Chapter 20

“Unbelievable, girl, that stepmother of yours has gripped you by the throat,” Martha said, placing her hands on her hips.

Cindy laughed. Martha couldn’t have said it any better than Cindy herself. She stared at the painting she’d placed behind the wall. The one Ida had stolen from Caspian. As soon as she’d returned to Farrington, she headed home