Noah’s Reviews > What My Bones Know > Status Update

"Please, no, Mommy", I begged and tried to give her reasons to keep living, [...]. Sometimes this worked. Other times, she'd ignore me and lock herself in her room. She told me that if I called 911 and she lived, she'd slit my throat. So I sat outside with my ear pressed to the door, [...] trying to decide at what point it would be worth it -- at which point I should trade my own life for hers.