Chapters (48)
- TITLE PAGE
- COPYRIGHT
- CONTENTS
- PROLOGUE
- ONE
- TWO
- THREE
- FOUR
- FIVE
- SIX
- SEVEN
- EIGHT
- NINE
- TEN
- ELEVEN
- TWELVE
- THIRTEEN
- FOURTEEN
- FIFTEEN
- SIXTEEN
- SEVENTEEN
- EIGHTEEN
- NINETEEN
- TWENTY
- TWENTY-ONE
- TWENTY-TWO
- TWENTY-THREE
- TWENTY-FOUR
- TWENTY-FIVE
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- THIRTY-SIX
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- THIRTY-NINE
- FORTY
- FORTY-ONE
- FORTY-TWO
- FORTY-THREE
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“Abigail!” He only used my full name when he was really upset. “Apologize to Meredith immediately.”
Meredith tugged on his arm. “No, honey, it’s fine. Really it is.”
“No, it isn’t. That’s unacceptable, and she knows it.”
“I’m not trying to be mean. I’m just telling the truth, and you know it.” Tears flowed down my face. I always cried when I was angry. I hated it. “This is between us. Why does she get a say in where I live? She’s not my mom.”
He pointed to the stairs. “Go to your room now.”
I couldn’t remember the last time he’d sent me to my room. I shook my head, refusing to go. “You can’t treat me like I’m a kid. I’m sixteen years old, and I’m living with Mom when she moves out.”
THIRTY-SIX
THIRTY-SIX
MEREDITH
NOW
The three of us sat unmoving in the kitchen after Abbi had stormed upstairs. My head was pounding with a headache, and it wasn’t even seven o’clock yet. There was nothing that sounded better than hunkering down with Scott, but Kate wasn’t stable enough to take care of Abbi, and the mother in me wouldn’t do that to her, no matter how much it might serve me.
It wasn’t a coincidence that she’d announced leaving the morning after I’d caught her in a lie again. She might be able to lie to everyone else, but she and I knew the truth, no matter how she played it off to the others. Besides the fact that you couldn’t trust her, she was nowhere near being functional enough to be a single mom raising two kids.
“Kate, I really don’t think you should leave,” Scott said. He slid into Abbi’s chair and pulled it up alongside her. “Things are weird right now, and it might be that way for a while, but eventually we’re going to figure out how to do this thing. We should give it at least a few more months before we make any decisions, and if we still are having a hard time, then maybe we could even go see our family therapist.” He turned to me as he spoke. “Think about how amazing Dr. Greer was when we were getting married, Meredith. She loves complicated blended families. This would be right up her alley.”
“Live here? All of us?” Kate asked.
“Yes, sweetheart. We can figure this out,” he said, pulling her close to him. She melted into his chest. He glanced up at me with a huge smile on his face, so proud at having worked it out.