Chapter 31
ShannonThe three weeks since the funeral floated by in a haze. Seeing Olivia, working, and avoiding Jonah were priorities one, two, and three.
I called the police officer allegedly looking into Kid’s attack on me and reported that I’d seen him. I could hear the general apathy in the guy’s voice. Jonah had pushed them before and likely would again. However, there was no way I would mention the incident to him.
No matter how many times I told myself that what happened wasn’t my fault, shame forced itself on me. My life today was about taking responsibility for my choices, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I screwed up.
After my monthly family therapy session with Jeff, Taryn, and Olivia, I lingered in the waiting room, nearly discussing the events from Mineola with our the
