/Amber's pov/
The little boy broke down and sobbed once more. Abigail's pupils dilated as she locked her gaze on Stephen. "I'll just give him some medicine and put him down for a nap," she said as she walked over to a cabinet and pulled out a medicine bottle and a wooden spoon.
The moment my father took a couple of steps towards me, I shrank back against the door, my breath coming out in short, weak gasps. I flipped up my phone and dialed Josh's number - he was the nearest person, and if I could just contact him and somehow convince him to hurry the heck downstairs, we'd be good to go.
"Hey, Amber! How have you been doing? The term "brother" was spat at by him as he remarked, "I've been wanting to visit you for years, but your brother wouldn't allow me," he said.
Jake didn't tell me th
