Tomorrow: Chapter Eighteen
If I told, would you take me in? ~Philena.It's an understatement to say that Stepmonster wasn't all too happy when I got home twenty minutes late. But because he was hungry, he let me make dinner first. Small reprieve, but a reprieve all the same. He had me sit down next to him and watch him eat. Not that I was hungry. In fact, it made me even more thankful for the stop at the cafe that Adam made.Stepmonster tried his version of small-talk."So what were you doing...
