CBB: Chapter Twenty-Five

I stand in the middle of my destroyed room and wonder what I'm supposed to do next.

I'm not sure who I should call first. Dante? Ethan? The apartment manager? I think that I'll be staying at Dante's place tonight.

Just standing here doesn't do anything, though. I hate seeing Nan's book on the ground. It's always been in a place of respect. Leaving it on the floor feels wrong. I quickly walk over and pick up the heavy book.

A picture falls out of it.

I tuck the book into the crook of my arm and bend over to pick up the picture. It's of my mother, only it looks like something from a crime TV show. She's wearing only her bra and standing against a white background. There are bruises up and down her arms and on her ribs.

I turn over the picture and see her neat handwriting.

The date. A listing of the bruises in the picture and the name of the man who gave them to her and how. John Norwood.

My hand starts to shake. It's proof that he hurt her.

I frantically open the bible and find more. Th