Page 8 “Daphne?  It’s going to be okay,” Jordan said.  She had her hands raised as if. Continue reading

Page 7  You aren’t here. Someone must stand up to them.  If you will not, then step back. Daphne. Continue reading

Page 6  Jordan smiled, satisfied.  “Thank you!  Maybe you’ll be the one teaching Tana. Continue reading

Page 5 It would not do much to keep her out of the mental ward if, within twenty-four hours of her arrival, her. Continue reading

Page 4  With a patchy gray bathrobe wrapped around her body, Jordan appeared in her doorway rubbing a black. Continue reading

Page 3 Their giggling echoed up the dimly lit stairwell as they tromped to the apartment’s front. Continue reading

Page 2 “She won’t,” Tana said, voice firm.  “She misses me and Jordy too much to go. Continue reading

Page 1  The look on her cousin’s face--one that opened possibilities--sent an itch of nervousness over. Continue reading

Image thanks to phnxprmnt021@deviantart (http://phnxprmnt021.deviantart.com/)and model Alyssa. Continue reading

I put on my heavy winter coat and slipped out the back door onto the deck...