“Stop overreacting, you’re ruining her day!” my mother hissed, grabbing my hair and pushing me over the balcony railing at my sister’s party. I blacked out. When I woke up, the upscale venue was surrounded by federal agents, and my mother was sobbing on her knees while my sister held a document and begged me…

Rachel. And look at you, Lucas, you’ve grown a foot!” Robert forced a warm smile, patting my son’s shoulder. For a brief, shining moment, the tension cracked. Lucas let out a breath and ran off to join a cluster of his cousins by the grand staircase.

Everything appeared, on the surface, to be surviving the collision of our worlds.

Then, the sharp, rhythmic continue reading …