I told the police all I could, but they didn’t have much to form any sort of investigation if they’d even cared to—and they didn’t. It was dark. A big, dark-colored SUV came speeding up over the hill and killed my brother and destroyed the better part of Brogan’s brain. Mrs. Barrett wants answers. The only ones I have she wouldn’t want to hear. His drunken pleas. His anger. His refusal to let me out of his car until I promised not to leave him. The bruises he left on my arm because I tried to leave anyway. Then Nicholas’s fists when he came to rescue me. A grieving mother shouldn’t have to
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