The begging.
I walked past all of them into what used to be my living room. Half the furniture was already gone. The kitchen table was still there. I pulled out a chair and sat down.
“Sit,” I said.
They looked at each other. Then they sat.
Haley rolled her eyes. “What, you’re going to lecture us?”
My mom reached across the table and patted my hand. “Sweetheart,continue reading …