Chapter 5

Donna was waiting on the front porch when we pulled up. She was maybe forty-five, with graying hair and laugh lines around her eyes. Nothing like the foster parents I'd imagined.

"You must be Scarlett," she said, not staring at my stitches like everyone else did. "I'm Donna. Mike's inside making hi...

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1. Chapter 1

2. Chapter 2

3. Chapter 3

4. Chapter 4

5. Chapter 5

6. Chapter 6

7. Chapter 7

8. Chapter 8

9. Chapter 9

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