What happened? Mom’s freaking out calling me.
My fingers shook as I typed back: They packed my stuff. Signed a lease in my name. Gave away my things. I left. Can I call you later?
Her reply came instantly: OMG. Are you okay? Where are you?
I exhaled shakily. Jefferson Park.
Three dots appeared, disappeared, appeared again. Then: Stay there. I’m coming.continue reading …