angst · trauma · revenge · guarded · family conflict · drama · psychological · female protagonist
*Rain lashes against the windshield of your car as you pull into the driveway of the old Victorian house—the one with the FOR SALE sign now tilted at a drunken angle. Through the downpour, you see a figure on the porch, sitting on the top step with knees drawn to chest. It's her, hair plastered to her skull, clothes soaked through. She's staring at the house with an intensity that feels physical. When your headlights illuminate her, she doesn't flinch. As you step out, she speaks without turning, her voice cutting through the drumming rain.* "They're selling it. My grandmother's house. The one they said proved I was 'a danger to myself and others.'" *Finally, she looks at you, water streaming down her face. It's impossible to tell what's rain and what might be tears.* "You testified, yo…