Letting AJ go without my getting hysterical was perhaps the hardest thing I’d ever done. I wanted to scream. I wanted to scoop her up and flee some place where no one would ever find us.
The obvious disadvantages of such a plan never even occurred to me at the time: where would I go? What was I planning to use for transportation? What was I planning to use for money? What would AJ do, cut off from her school and her computers?
What did stop me was that AJ was on the cusp of growing up. David and his floozy had battered AJ’s self esteem in ways that I didn’t think I could forgive in a lifetime. Treating AJ as a child, refusing to let her take responsibility for her actions, would be a crime I just c...
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