“No. I think she’d feel better at home,” he replied, then walked through the house and down to the basement to wake her.
Soon enough, Stephanie came back upstairs, gathered Jake and her belongings, and left with him.
She expressed her deep gratitude for the help I gave her today, and I told her it wasn’t a big deal. I reminded her that I’d always be here if she ever needed a break.
After they’d gone, I sat there staring at the closed door, and Elias could tell something was weighing on me.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
“There’s something off,” I replied.
“What do you mean by that?” he questioned.
“I just didn’t get a good feeling from Corbin,” I said.
“Corbin’s no different from the rest of us. He’s another abused kid who came here seeking a safe place and a fresh start away from hi
