I spent the day at Dad’s, wanting to be close to Jilly. She knew what I was up to. She…
MM9: Good Night, Laptop
We ended up at Dad’s for dinner again. It was beginning to be an every other night occurrence. It took…
MM8: Brynna is Brynna-ing Me Again.
BRYNNA IS being particularly Brynna this morning. I try to remind myself that she doesn’t intend to be annoying, but…she’s…
MM7: Handley Barratt Strikes Again!
AFTER THE therapy session that wasn’t really a therapy session–none of us wanted to talk about what the guy did…
MM6: Therapy
Well, I did it. I went with her to the therapy group. No surprise, it was me, Jilly, Ari…Lacy and…
MM5: Definition of Trauma
DINNER AT my father’s was just as chaotic as usual. It didn’t help matters that Chance’s brother Elliot brought the governor…
MM4: Jillian Lied…
SHE LIED to me. I knew she did. She knew that I knew. But I let it go. As much…
MM3: Dinner at Dad’s
THE LIMO barely fit on their street. Houghton ordered the driver to park it directly in front of Brynna and…
MM2: My Family
WHEN WE were finished, I curled up against his side and he held me. Big dork. I’d missed him, too.…
MM1: Houghton, Chance…and the drone.
IT WAS the drones that did it. I hadn’t even known what the man was up to. I guess I should…
