Author: raniabattany

I’m told they don’t know how old I am, where I came from, or if I even have a home. All the doctors know is that I was hit by a car four weeks ago, lost my memory, and no one has tried to claim me since.Not one person in the whole damn world knows who I am.The social worker, Lillian, wants to put me in a shelter since I’m homeless. And nameless.I prefer to be on the street than in a … shelter.Somehow, Lillian convinces me to live at her place. With her brother.Billy.Billy isn’t nice.Billy has been told…