Chapter 9

Beck went back home for a trip. He locked himself in the study and dug out all the old photo albums in the house. He originally wanted to find a few pictures of me looking happy to prove that he had been a decent brother. But he flipped through three years of high school albums and couldn't find a single picture of me alone on my birthday. Every year, the birthday cake was always Paige's favorite chocolate flavor. Because I was allergic to chocolate, I could only ever eat the edges of the...