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221 pages, Paperback
First published December 26, 2014


Once Girl closes the door, I walk into the kitchen climb up on the footstool to grab a bowl out of the cabinet. Placing the bowl on the countertop, I scoot the stool to the cabinet beside the refrigerator, climbing onto the countertop, standing on my tiptoes to grab the box of Cheerios from the top of the refrigerator. I jump down to the floor; I pumped my fists in the air “yes!” This is the first time I’ve ever jumped from that height.
I finished my cereal, putting my bowl and spoon in the dishwasher, I wasn’t about to make the mistake of leaving it in the sink again. I didn’t want to be woken up in the middle of the night by being yelled at for being a lazy ass.
He is tall; maybe six foot one I think is what Harlow said, with brown hair and spooky gray eyes and he has long dark eyelashes that make his eyes standout.

“Hi Beckett, my mom wants to know if you can eat dinner with us tonight,” she says in an excited voice.
“I can’t leave my house,” I say sadly. “My mommy isn’t here and she told me this morning when I got home I was to stay in the house.”
“You mean you are here all by yourself? No one is home with you?” she asks aghast.
“Yeah, she’s gone a lot at night, so I am here by myself most nights. She doesn’t come home until after I am asleep,” I tell her as if it’s not a big deal, because it isn’t, I can’t remember how old I was when she started leaving me at home. “It will be better now because I can get books at school and read them in my bed.”



