Michael opened his eyes.
“No.”
She stared at him.
“Because I wasn’t quiet?”
His face collapsed.
“No, sweetheart.”
He pulled her close.
“Never.”
I turned away because I couldn’t watch him cry.
The police later went to our house.
Diane was still there.
She had apparently been sitting in the living room watching television.
According to the officers, she didn’t immediately understand why they were there.
Then they showed her the prescription bottle.
Everything changed.
She claimed Emma had been difficult.
She claimed the pills were meant to calm her.
She said she had only given Emma small amounts.
When Detective Harris asked whether she had told Emma to keep it secret, Diane denied it.
Then the detective told her Emma had already described the conversation.
Diane stopped talking.
But the biggest revelation came later.
Police found a notebook in Diane’s bedroom.
It contained dates.
Emma’s name.
Notes about her behavior.
And beside several dates were comments such as:
“Too loud.”
“Wouldn’t sit still.”
“Michael getting frustrated.”
“Needs to be calmer.”
I read the report days later.
I wish I hadn’t.
One entry made my hands go cold.
“Michael says he can’t live like this.”
Diane had apparently been convinced that Emma’s behavior was driving her son away from his family.
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Good story ml ending