Working more hours left Tami with little time for her three children. Brandy, a 10-year-old recluse, spent most of her time hiding in the loft of their apartment building, Becky, an 8-year-old spit fire of havoc, preferred to tempt fate in the kitchen—The fire department knew her by name, while six-year-old Benny lingered in the shadow of Aunt Bobby Jo. Benny took their father’s absence the hardest. His unexpected death had left them all managing the loss in their own way. Nearly two years and Tami still expected him to walk through the door to greet her as he’d done so many times in their marriage. His death had forced her to make hard choices for the family.