Tessi
I’ve been moping around for a week. Mom left me alone after I basically glared at her the first day she tried to talk to me. It’s not easy facing the fact your mom lied to you about your father’s identity for years. Or that he was executed for a crime he committed whether he tried to repair it or not.
Laying on my bed while I stare at a little blue bird outside the window. My door opens and I roll over ready to yell at my mother for barging in. Instead, I jump up and almost leap into my brother’s arms. “Brandon!” I bury my face in his shoulder. “What are you doing here?”
“Worried about you.” He sets me back on my feet. “Got time to go for a drive with your big brother?”
“Always.” I grab my phone and wallet. Mom stands in the kitchen doorway. My anger toward her has turned more in
