CHAPTER 44
It was a shitshow—my life.
After spending some time with Josie and her family I realized that I had been missing out on everything. The way I had been living with Mom was not only terrible but it was a torment. What she had done to me last night, and over the past couple days was suffering. I pictured myself in the basement once more, staring at the countless weapons in front of me, wondering if they had been used to kill anyone.
It terrified me to my core.
I didn’t know my own Mom and the woman she was.
Josie’s phone buzzed for the fourth time, and when she glanced it, blood washed away from her face and she looked back at me again. “It’s her, again.” She whispered in a low tone. “She’s not going to stop calling.”
I grabbed the phone from Josie’s hand and walked inside
