VOLUME TWO: WILD
Addie
March (The Present)
“You're so full of shit." I hug Tatum tightly around the neck, doing my best to get my emotions under control. “I'm glad you're okay. I was worried," I reference the wreck my best friend had while running from her boyfriend's crazy parents. She's the closest thing I have to a sister, and when I heard she'd been in an accident, my mind immediately went to worst-case scenario.
Conditions had been treacherous after an ice storm had almost crippled Warren County, and Tatum had lost control, ending up with an injured ankle and a totaled SUV. As I'm about to say something else to her, the doorbell to CRISIS, the women's shelter my mom runs, rings, causing us to both glance up at the camera positioned over the door.
And this moment is when my norma
