beyond the trees yet.

None of them had seen what was waiting.

Part 3

Garrett stormed up the gravel driveway and tossed the cardboard boxes at my feet.

“Time’s up, Sienna,” he sneered, his bloodshot eyes revealing the crushing pressure of his debts. “A real estate appraiser is arriving in two hours. Pack your junk and leave.”

My mother folded her arms smugly.continue reading …