She Helped Give Me Away—Now She’s Begging Me To Come Home As Court Approaches

as bodies slammed against it.

My hips stuck. I bit my tongue to keep from crying out, twisting sideways. The lock splintered just as my legs cleared the window. I dropped six feet onto wet grass, my ankle twisting painfully but not breaking.

Behind me, shouts erupted from the bathroom. I ran barefoot, nightgown flapping around my legs. I sprinted across continue reading …