They Tried to Take Her House Until the Attorney Opened the Folder

look.

Then Brooke set the mug down carefully.

No screaming.

No crying.

No scene they could retell later as proof that she was unstable.

‘We’ll see about that,’ she said.

Her mother’s mouth tightened.

Alyssa gave a small laugh.

Her father finally looked at her, but only for a second.

Brooke let them leave thinking they had won.

That afternoon, she made one phone continue reading …