CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
THANKSGIVING BREAK
Classes let out on time Wednesday, though everyone thought the teachers would let us out early for the four-day holiday weekend. After gathering my things, I raced from my room, down the hall toward the stairs, anxious to see Mom and Dad.
Outside, brutally cold air struck me. Shrugging my shoulders and tightening my muscles did little to make me warm.
We were still a month away from winter. But the temperatures had stayed in the forties and fifties since the end of October.
A few times when it rained, it looked like some snow was mixed in there. None of the snow—if it had been snow—stayed on the ground. I watched my breath puff out in clouds as I stood searching the area for my family. Parents were almost running across campus, trying to find the
