For three years they called me a freak—and I stayed silent—until they touched my little sister in front of everyone, and the truth I buried finally came out and changed everything.

with sharp, metallic cracks, the liquid sedative vaporizing into the heat of the fire without touching my skin. Before the operator could cycle his weapon for a secondary volley, I lunged forward across the burning gravel, my boots clearing the distance in a fraction of a second.

I drove my right elbow upward into the glass viewport of his gas mask,continue reading …