The Girl Who Brought Us Home

tugged over her hands, she admitted in a trembling voice, “Yeah… I don’t really have anywhere else to go. I’ve been bouncing between friends’ couches. I didn’t want to be a burden.”

Her voice cracked on that last word, and I felt it deep in my chest. She wasn’t making excuses. She was simply telling me the truth.

She shared her story: her mother had continue reading …