Chapter 161 -A Shoulder To Cry On
- Cynthia Dion:
- "What? She can't. There's no way she would do that. Tell me, what did you do to her?" I began to shout at my father, my heart racing. There was no conceivable way she could have just left. She was still practically a child.
- "Cynthia! Calm down," Atticus slammed his plate down and swiftly rose to approach me.