Chapter 13

Ruth's breath dopped cold

Being card oil we * good dead

Raven had just grate of prison. Roth waxed twr to go to colege, you some skatte.

With Raver's record, even a part-time py was a bongo

Ruth conviri't work either he had a young son to lesk when

If they got towed out, all three of them could darve,

Even if they scraped by, Margaret's vicious streak wouldn't let them of easy

Ruth freaked and dropped Raven's hand.

She turned to Margaret, pleading. "It's my fault she turned out like this. Punith me however you want. Raven's just starting over-please let her off!

Ruth stepped forward, about to drop to her knees,

But before she hit the ground, Raven caught her,

soft with a touch of warmth, went

with Mom and Zack here anyway, You Kicking us out just makes it

sour smile spread

flicked her wrist with

loud

sound of crunching bone tearing

a scream, raw and

her throat,

slammed into her like a freight train, nearly knocking her

you do to me, you little punk?" Margaret croaked, her voice rough with

her, steady as a rock. "You wanted legs

kneeling by Miranda, snapped out

your grandma, Raven! You don't pull

wincing from her

cheek-dark purple from

you'd smack me, but Grandma? Sure, she talks big sometimes, but it's just 'cause she gives a damn.

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at Miranda's words, their anger

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