Tre this is really shaping itself into something so special…your characters, as usual, come to life as I read their story. I know for you, they were always alive.

But this family, seen through Phara’s lens…I don’t know. For some reason they feel like MY family. Like I could just swap each one out with a member from my own childhood and no one would ever know the difference.

I guess that’s how well you have the dynamics of dysfunction figured out.

I love this girl. ❤

I still can’t figure out how to feel about the family. So that’s familiar, too.

I do know how to feel about her father.


I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.