lebration, a chance for my biological fa
esperately hoped for their love, despite being
cole burst in, smeared with fake blood, drama
om eru
, my brother Andrew, the one I' d long
ile my father watched indifferently and m
r. Albright' s "behavioral correction facility
ysical blow; the betrayal was ab
trous lie? How could my own family
hock, every whispered lie, until, on the brink
in my mind: "Stella
I, Stella, was born, ready