ELENA’S POV

Something about the way she said that made the hair on the back of my neck to stand. This wasn’t something that a five year old would say with so much conviction. It was creepy that she was thinking about things like this. When I was her age, I only talked about my dresses and the chickens in the poultry house.

Trying not to show how thrown off I was by her statement, I patted her hair back with my hand, “Oh, um, did mommy teach you that?” I asked.

She nodded, pleased ...