Step Sis Came To Live With Step Brother To Get ... -

And for the first time in years, I believed in the word.

I’d gotten up for water at 2 a.m. The kitchen light was on. Jenna sat at the table, her phone face-down, both hands wrapped around a cold mug of tea. She wasn’t crying, but she was close.

“What are you drawing?”

She took a breath. “I’m here because I didn’t know where else to go. My boyfriend—ex-boyfriend—he got… mean. Not at first. But by the end, I was scared. And Mom’s in Florida with her new husband who doesn’t like me. And Dad’s…” She trailed off.