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Brandt
Age 14
Colton was having nightmares. About our mom.
It’d been almost a year to the day since Noel had arrived at our trailer house and moved us all to Illinois with him and his now-wife Aspen. Ergo, it’d almost been a year since we’d last seen Daisy. She hadn’t once tried to contact any of us in all that time.
So why in the ever-loving f**k was Colton still dreaming about her?
It worried me.
I mean, what if she’d done the same thing to him that she’d done to me? Just thinking about it made me want to hyperventilate with fear and see red with rage all at the same time. But seriously...not Colton. Not my innocent, nine-year-old baby brother. I would hunt the b***h down and snap her neck if she’d touched him.
Problem was, I didn’t know how to find out the truth without outing
