Brandon
I haven’t slept a wink; I’ve just laid here with Jenna wrapped in my arms. I can’t even say I have much on my mind because my mind is blank. That is not strictly true; I have been thinking about what Jenna told me, but that was a while ago now.
But I can’t lie in the darkness any longer. I kiss Jenna’s head before climbing out of bed and making my way downstairs.
How could Jenna’s mother do this to her?
Isn’t one’s mother supposed to do everything in her power to protect her child?
I know Jenna would protect that little boy with her life. I also know her mother has total control over her. But I also feel some of that control slipping away. Jenna is her own person and just needs a little help to realize that she’s strong enough to do this without her mother.
I can’t let Jenna
