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To feel like you were owned and somehoed the rest of your life to some piece of shit who reht there strips your pride, your confidence, and any fucking hope that a huardless of what Momle strongest feeling you can have Hope doesn’t go away It eance

Hailey said she has none, and I couldn’t tell her she rong; I could only listen She rong, though She has hope—hope for her daughter And, if she could only see that, she would be well on her way to healing, to overco the shit storm her life is

In the dark of night, her body tre these little noises, alhter, and they go away

God, it feels good to know I can do that for her

I wish someone could have done that for Momma

She was right, though: Monte is a snake I played against hias, kicked his ass, and walked aith enough money to buy this place For a week, I watched oons were everywhere I didn’t change shit in hoent about ht then and there, I decided I wouldn’t play in that circuit again

As ame, I love et fucked up Let’s face it; I’ toe to toe, I could wipe the floor with anyone I want Hell, the old man whupped the shit out of me, and I let hier than he was, and it taught

But I’ stupid, either

If my brothers were here, I could tear shit up and know Monte and his goons wouldn’t have a chance However, holding her still treic and reason would be compromised by the worry and fear that he would take away her hope, in the for in the spare bedroom

When I have h, and she stirs, but after a few seconds she settles back into her slumber

I hen the sun starts to peek in theAs I move out from under her, she opens her eyes

“You should go slide in bed with the little one, get some more sleep”