BENITA CELESTINE

“Mr. Felix Desmond, the C.E.O. of D&D corporation, was found dead earlier today at the bottom of a cliff.”

My breath hitched, a jagged, broken sound that seemed too loud in the sudden, terrible silence of the room Felita and I were locked in by Goliath. Then, the first tear escaped, hot and defiant, tracing a path through the faint flour dust from the breakfast Goliath left us.

Felita, my two-year-old, had been happy after I made her believe Felix was fine; she was ...