“Faith, let me go with you! I don't trust that Declan or Jackson won't hurt you!” My dad was waiting for me by the car with my mother, both with worried expressions on their faces. I knew that they would be. This wasn't the first time my father had begged me to come. My mother has kept relatively quiet about the whole thing. I think she feels bad about not going today. No matter what choices Samantha has made, she is still my mother's daughter, and mom has always been there to support us. Whether we were good or bad, today would be the first time she had ever stepped back. I can see how it eats at her. It was hard for me to ask her to stay away, but I was playing the game just like Jackson was. We had discussed this several times with them already, and each time my Father promised he under
