I had barely started to speak when Cecilia put her finger to her lips, glancing at Rachel. "Let's just say... she got lucky."

I blinked, totally lost. Cecilia caught my expression. "You're not following any of this, are you?"

"It's... a lot to process," I admitted.

Cecilia let out a cynical laugh. "Alfred and his wife were in this massive wreck on the interstate. He barely made it, and she was in intensive care for almost two weeks. Everyone thought she ...