My uncle got out of prison, and the whole family shut the door on him—except for my mom, who hugged him as if someone else were to blame.

rising through the shadows:

“Diego?”

Confrontation and Revelation
My heart raced, pounding against my ribs like a wild animal desperate to escape. I felt trapped between the history I had just uncovered and the man who was supposed to protect me. My uncle remained motionless, breath held, eyes fixated on the door. I glanced toward the exit, the darkness continue reading …