Sienna held up the notebook. “You were going to use it for your brother’s chemo. I saw the prescription bottle in your car last month.”
Suspects. Motives. Truth.
The pledge wasn’t just words to Sienna Rae. It was a splinter lodged beneath her fingernail—small, sharp, and impossible to ignore. sienna rae scouts honor
“I’m giving you a chance to earn your own honor back,” Sienna said. “But if you don’t show up tomorrow, I will.” Sienna held up the notebook
Cora blinked. “You’re not going to tell her?” sienna rae scouts honor
Sienna thought about the Girl Scout Law. Honest and fair. Friendly and helpful. Considerate and caring. It wasn’t a checklist. It was a tightrope.