My Aunt Wanted Custody of My Brother—But I Knew Her True Motives

wait.

My brother couldn’t.

I took on two jobs.

During the day, I delivered food—forcing a smile no matter how rude the customer. At night, I cleaned law offices. The irony wasn’t lost on me, considering I was preparing for a legal battle of my own.

We had to leave our family home. I couldn’t afford it anymore.

Instead, Max and I moved into a tiny studio continue reading …