Chapter 73 Get Rid Of Her

• “Don’t. Not yet. You can’t hug me yet. I’ve got to get this out.”
• She nodded and curled her hands around the edge of the counter.
• “I got sent to a foster home. New town. New school. But I was still a small kid for my age. Still skinny. And strange. I didn’t talk much. When I did, I sounded like a robot. I couldn’t connect with my foster family, even though they were nice people. I didn’t know how. And when they went to touch me, well, all I saw was my old man coming at me, hurting me. So they soon stopped trying.”