Completely sure?

Because once we start, I need you not to waver.”

I looked through the glass wall of her office to where Keegan had fallen asleep in a reception chair, curled around a dinosaur backpack that was nearly as big as he was.

“Yes,” I said.

“I’m sure.”

Chapter 5 — Eleven Months

The legal process took eleven exhausting months.

I sold my motorcycle — the one thing I owned of any real value, the thing I’d spent three years rebuilding in my spare time — to cover the processing fees.