“If he touches you again, Shannon, I want you to grab the sharpest knife you can find, and I want you to plunge it into his heart.” Finally, she turned to look at me, eyes full of despondence. “You’re not coming back, are you?” “I can’t,” I strangled out, willing her to understand that my sanity was at stake. “If I go back inside that house, I’ll kill them both.” The look on her face assured me that she didn’t understand. The look on her face assured me that I had broken her heart. Bitterly disappointed in me, my sister unfastened her seatbelt and climbed out of the car. “Goodbye, Joey,” was
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