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Abby woke up to the unwelcome melody of her alarm, immediately anxious and aggravated for the school day ahead. Her phone read 6:00 AM - not an extra minute to spare on snoozing, but she rolled over in a knowingly futile attempt to catch a few extra winks. The high school senior had been kept up all night by noises from her mother's room down the hall: noises she'd prefer not to a put a name to, but basically unmistakable in their tiny, two-bedroom home. Abby rolled out of bed and stepped into her slippers. She shuffled into the hallway and smelled breakfast already cooking downstairs: surely her mother Tori's boyfriend, Dan. Tori never got up before Abby, let alone early enough to have breakfast ready for her. While Abby appreciated the effort Dan put in, it was still weird adjusting to