I didn’t budge. I didn’t have any goals past that obstinate refusal. I just knew that I was done with all the restrictions, all the abuse, all the shame. And I wasn’t going to do another single fucking thing that she asked me to.
“Look, I’ll put this down,” mother said.
She took a step forward and placed the crowbar on the floor, but when she stood up, she was now several feet closer to me.
“Stay back,” I said, taking a backward step myself.
“Annabelle, put the gun down, it isn’t even loaded.”
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