The Hale residence didn't have the equipment to handle a possible spinal injury. With Vicky's cries echoing through the house and everyone running in circles, they rushed her into the car and sent her straight to the hospital.
When the commotion finally thinned out, Julian looked at me for a long moment, like he was trying to read the truth off my face.
"Did you do that on purpose?" he asked quietly.
I paused, choosing my words carefully. "I won't pretend I didn't want her to fall," I admitted. "But I didn't push her. I didn't even touch her. It was a thought an ugly one and then she slipped."
I exhaled through my nose, my chest still tight from everything that had happened. "Maybe it's for the best. If she's hurt badly enough, she won't have the strength to stir trouble here anymore."
