Not that it would really help me any. Caleb had been looking at me all night like I was a slab of meat hanging on a stick and he was the king of the lion pride. A smile stole across my face and I bit my bottom lip. I was excited, but scared too. Taking out a red shirt, I paused when a piece a crumpled paper fell to the floor. Smiling, I picked it up, wondering what lyrics Caleb had been composing and been frustrated with. It seemed he always had scraps of paper like this laying around somewhere. Carefully unfolding it, I began reading, only to feel the color drain from my face when I immediately recognized Jessi’s handwriting: Caleb, Please forgive me for what I’m about to do. Whatever happens now, I want you to know I love you, and it’s because I love you that I’m doing this. You’ve been a wonderful brother to me, ever since we first met. I can’t count the times you’ve stepped in, trying to protect my mom and me from your dad.
