MY PARENTS WALKED AWAY FROM ME AT THE HOSPITAL WHEN I WAS 13 — MY MOTHER WENT PALE WHEN THE DEAN CALLED MY NAME

years of intensive treatment, then years of monitoring.”

“I know. I want to do it. If Sarah wants to come home with me.”

She looked at me, and in her eyes I saw something I hadn’t received from an adult in a very long time.

Hope.

Love.

Commitment.

“Yes,” I said. “Please.”

The paperwork required another week.

During that time, Rachel brought photos of her house,continue reading …