“Let me help.”
“Meaning?”
“I want to hear it from her.”
Laura folded her arms. “If she couldn’t support the baby, I’d find someone who could.”
That was when the pieces finally connected.
Sophie hadn’t taken the baby from Mia. She’d been helping her hide it.
Suddenly, I understood why Mia hadn’t come home.
“Do you know where she is?”
“No.” Laura studied me. “Do you?”
“Laura would take her from me.”
“No.”
Even if I’d known where Mia was, I never would have told a mother who was threatening to take her baby away.
I drove until I found a parking lot, then called Sophie. “I know who Mia is.”
I heard the baby fuss softly in the background. The silence on the other end was long.
“Mom.”
“Where is she, Sophie? The real address. I want to hear it from her.”
“So you and Sophie made a plan.”
