Chapter 22 How Many Lies Have You Told Me, Mother?

• There on the bed, I couldn't help but break into a thousand pieces. I felt lost and trapped, no matter how much I cried, screamed, or struggled, the pain and grief would not leave my chest.
• "Why would they do this to me Darren, do you think lying is a fair thing to do?" I asked through tears.
• He took a deep breath and ran his hands gently over my cheek, reaching up to take my hand and play with it a little.