CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOCAIN
DAY NINE
CABIN
Cain helped Abby dry the breakfast dishes. His mind was still on everything she had told him yesterday. He had come to accept that his home was with Abby now. His old home was gone, and Abby’s world was now his world. With her help, he was learning to control the panic attacks. But, he still hadn’t been able to bring himself to speak, even though she kept gently encouraging him to do so.
When he thought about speaking pain rolled through his body and Master’s voice screamed in his head. But it wasn’t as bad as it used to be. And Abby had said that every day it would get easier, and she had been right. Maybe one day he could push it all aside and speak. He knew it meant a lot to her.
She smiled up at him. “I’m going to do some laundry. I’ll pop int
