I awoke after what seemed like days of endless nightmares that all involved the greasy Mr. Mitchell and finding out that Shane was the reason my mother was gone. I kept reliving the moment I heard those words come out of Mitchell’s smug, disgusting mouth and feeling like I was falling down a never ending tunnel of despair and disbelief. I couldn’t wrap my mind around the events that had happened before I had fallen asleep, but I knew that Shane would be there waiting for me to wake up. And he had a hell of a lot of explaining to do. Although I was certain that if Mitchell’s words were true, there was nothing he’d be able to say to convince me to forgive him. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling of my bedroom for about 10 seconds, getting acclimated with being awake, then felt a han

