te another s

with my mother,"

and ran out of the condo, l

nsylvania felt endless

l and vulnerable, fla

than I remembered, a collection of dilapi

ted-out single-wide with broken

, then pushed the flimsy door

le cigarette smoke, unwashed

en I s

Emi

ss on the floor, thin, her hair mat

ere dull and listless. There w

cried, rush

flicker of recogn

ice was a tiny,

om another room, a cigaret

gh-and-mighty Sarah Thompson,

to Emily's condit

creamed, cradling Emily in my ar

aid she needed some real-world learnin'. Said y

"Besides, a woman's place is with her c

fication, her casual c

king sound. She was malno

my voice trembling with f

e clung to me, buryin

Karen protested, but there

ou will answer for this,

llhole, into the fresh air, aw

safe wit

was far f