I got home after two in the morning and I stumbled to my bed with Bitsy, beyond tired, but feeling wonderful. I knew right before darkness descended that I would feel differently in the morning, that I was like my mother but right now, I cherished what Reed had given me.

"Jaycee, we're moving today. Get up." Bitsy's voice interrupted the most wonderful dream.

Oh hell.

Light was streaming in the windows, and I could tell it was still early by the chill in the air. ...