Chapter 13
It was coming on three in the morning and Miranda’s neighborhood held that perfect silence of deep night. After the chaos of the last several hours, she needed it.
“I can’t believe she finally agreed to press charges.” Ethan shut the driver’s side door and followed her toward the front of her house.
“Sometimes women will end up taking action for their children when they won’t for themselves. If Harley had ever actually raised a hand to Johnny, maybe she would’ve acted sooner.”
“Maybe,” he conceded.
It hardly mattered now. The important thing was that Rene had acted. They’d taken her statement, filed the charges, and helped her move all her things—which wasn’t much—out to Monarch House. There, Miranda and Ethan had stuck around, while Rene had gone over it all again with Tuc
