My mom was pregnant with her seventh child… and the moment I said I couldn’t keep raising her kids anymore, she reported me like I was a runaway and had the police come after me.

Synopsis

The knocking on my Aunt Helena’s door said everything before a single word was spoken. My youngest brother, Eli, froze beside the couch with a spoon halfway to his mouth. My fourteen-year-old sister, Maisie, stopped folding the blanket she had slept under.