Chapter Sixteen Ashleigh We spend three days and three nights in this strange cocoon of s*x and affection. The most surprising part is how much I find myself sharing. Not about Daddy. That part’s still too raw. I tell him about Mama and how close we were. “She had such big dreams for me. She used to say—you can be anything. An astronaut or a race car driver. The President of the United States. And I’d say, I want to be a doctor. There was no doubt in her voice at all. Then that’s what you’ll be, she said.” “You can still do that,” he murmurs, stroking my hair. I nuzzle against his chest, feeling unaccountably safe. We’re from different worlds. He owns this ranch and a truck. There are mentions of a business with buildings and investments. I own what I can carry, and whatever dead anim