He snatched my backpack and barked, "Come on. You really think you're some rich family's precious little prince?"I followed them toward the door. Dad stayed on the sofa without turning around.Mom called after me."Miles. When you get out there, behave yourself. Do as you're told, and don't act as entitled as you do here. Once you've thought things through, you can call. We'll come get you."I stopped and looked back. Beyond her, on the wall, hung an enormous family portrait. Dad, Mom, and Nolan smiled brightly at the camera.I wasn't in it."I understand."I opened the front door."I won't be calling you."* * *The trip was long and miserable. A bus wound through mountain roads for four hours. After that, we climbed into the bed of a beat-up farm truck that reeked of chicken manure.It was late at night when we reached Briar Hollow.The Hasketts' house had crumbling brick walls, drafty windows, and a yard piled high with moldy straw. The moment we stepped inside, the awk
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