Chapter 207

• NINE YEARS AGO
• "Mom, Dad, Irene, I'm home!" fifteen-year-old Ivy announced as she burst through the door of her parents' home. Coming home for Christmas was a tradition she cherished deeply. Every year, Ivy would eagerly anticipate the holidays, counting down the days until she could leave her Aunt Judy's home and return to her family's warm and loving abode.
• As she dropped her bags on the floor, Ivy's eyes scanned the familiar surroundings, taking in the cozy decorations and the delicious smells wafting from the kitchen.