CHAPTER ONE – The New Brother
The sun hit the car roof like it was angry, turning the metal hot enough to fry an egg. Amara pressed her forehead to the cool glass window, watching as her mother’s new husband’s mansion grew larger with every turn.
A wide, white two-story house with a balcony and trimmed hedges. The house looked too perfect and too quiet for a house with a matured boy and a man.
Her mother smiled nervously from the driver’s seat. “You’ll like it here, sweetheart. Richard is kind, and Jace is... well, he’s older, but once you get to know him, you’ll see he’s a good boy.”
Amara scoffed. “Mom, you said he’s twenty-two. He’s not a boy.”
Her mother’s smile tightened. “I know but please, just try to be friendly. I don’t want any problems today.”
Amara frowned but nodded her
