Chapter 17If there was one thing Justin had learned when he was growing up, it was that nobody said no to Uncle Steve. Uncle Steve didn’t need to order people around. It wasn’t like that. But if he said he wanted something and he didn’t get it, or if he felt slighted or insulted or the butt of someone’s joke…Justin couldn’t even say that his moods turned on a dime because the threat was always right there, just under the surface, lurking just behind his smile. So when Steve said that he wanted to see the kids, Justin knew that leaving it until after dinner the next night was already pushing it as far as he could.
Harper’s screams that she hated him lasted right up until she saw the lights on at the O’Dwyer house.
“Who’s there?” she asked, her eyes wide in the darkness. Justin couldn’t re
