“Each time I see him, it gets harder and harder to tell him good-bye. Each time, it gets harder and harder to tell him no when his body is asking for more. I walk over to my closet and pull out the pastel-pink jacket I’ve chosen to wear with my khaki dress pants. My lawyer said appearance is important in court. I’m supposed to look professional but not too professional. Pretty but not too pretty. He said the most important was to look young and naïve, not like a strong businesswoman. That’s no...t hard for me though. That’s what everyone thinks of me on a normal day. I slip the jacket on and take a deep breath, trying to calm myself, but it’s no use. Granddad still isn’t well enough to leave the house. My mother is still in rehab. Scarlett and I haven’t made up yet. I have no one to go to court with. No one to lean on for support. I’m on my own. I grab my purse and head downstairs. “Would you like any breakfast?” Paige asks when I walk past the kitchen. I stop, and my stomach growls.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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