After Joel and I had our screaming match at each other, Ezra came to find me, and looked at us both confused. I could only imagine the mess he walked into. Me, crying like a baby lying on the couch with my brother stroking my hair and telling me that it would all be okay. I have never been such an overly emotional person, but lately, with my father not being here to make sure we are all put together, I feel safer to just let it all out. It's hard holding an image, so no one knows the battles you fight inside. I don't know how I did it for so long. Father always saw feeling as weakness, but it is a relief to just get it out.
"Umm.." Ezra hesitated to come in the office. I looked up at him, my eyes swollen and red. They burned so much, but they just wouldn't stop crying. "Your uncle's plan
