“I’m sick of feeling scared all the time.” “I know.” He patted my back and then stood. “One of these days, everything will be better. I promise.” Walking over to his wardrobe, he pulled open the doors and dragged out the familiar sleeping bag and spare pillows. I didn’t have to ask what he was doing, not when I already knew and it made my heart squeeze tight. When Joey was finished setting up the makeshift bed on the floor, he dropped onto it.
My heart
