Excerpt of One More Second Chance by Jana Richards

“What did the x-ray find?” she asked.

“A spiral fracture of the right arm.” He paused for a moment and took a deep breath as
if trying to control his emotions. “I’ve seen this kind of injury before. A fracture
like this can be the result of a fall, but it can also be an indication of child abuse.
An arm as small as Ava’s will break like a twig if it’s twisted hard enough. I’m
obligated to contact the authorities if I suspect abuse.”

Julia stared at him in mute shock, her brain struggling to process his words, as if trying to translate some unintelligible language. The words child abuse rang in her ears. Finally she found her voice.

“You think someone deliberately hurt her?”

“Her injuries are consistent with abuse.”

“I don’t give a damn what they’re consistent with. Ava has not been mistreated. My
mother said she fell down the stairs, and if that’s what she said, then that’s what
happened.”

“I believe there’s more to the story than a simple fall.”

“If it comes down to believing you or believing my mother, I’m going with my mother.”

“Perhaps you don’t know your mother as well as you think you do.”

Julia sucked in a breath and stared into Dr. Campbell’s dark, accusing eyes. The idea
that her mother would hurt Ava was ridiculous. She adored Ava, would do anything for
her…

She blinked and looked away, remembering an incident the other day. She’d heard her
yelling at Ava about the milk she’d spilled on the kitchen floor, making such a huge
deal of it that Ava had cried. It had struck her as strange, since she couldn’t remember
her mother yelling at anyone, ever. She wasn’t as patient as she used to be. And how did
she explain her strange phone call telling her Ava had been hurt? Of course she’d been
upset, but her mother had been nearly incoherent with distress. Was something going on
she wasn’t aware of? She was seventy-one now. Maybe looking after a rambunctious five-
year-old was too much for her.

No. She shook her head to reject the disloyal thought. Dr. Campbell was the one who was wrong.

“I know my mother. She didn’t do this. It was an accident.”

“We’ll soon find out. Sharon is questioning Ava now.”

Julia stared at the door. “She’ll be scared, all by herself.”

“Sharon’s very good at what she does. She has a way of making kids feel comfortable.”

Julia turned on him, the anger and despair she’d been holding inside spilling out. “And
you? Do you enjoy upsetting five-year-olds and turning families’ lives upside down? Does
it make you feel powerful to sic the authorities on us?”

“Look, Mrs. Stewart, I take no pleasure in bringing in the authorities. But I’ve seen
child abuse, up close and personal, and I can tell you it’s damn ugly. The things
parents and caregivers are capable of doing to defenseless children…”

He stopped abruptly, his chest heaving. Closing his eyes, he averted his face and took a
deep breath. When he turned back to her, his steely control was back in place. “So yeah,
if I have even the smallest suspicion that a child has been abused, I’m going to ask
questions. And I’m not going to apologize for it.”