10
The space of the cafeteria was overwhelming. Too many people, and too many doors. There was no way to spot where danger might come from.
Elizabeth sat at a table off to one side, an untouched tray in front of her, her eyes locked on me as I approached.
“Come on.” Devon patting me on the shoulder nearly made me jump out of my skin.
I yipped like a scared Chihuahua. But no one gawked at me. They were all focused on the lunch line, where the evil lunch lady stood on top of a table, handing out snacks to the crowd.
Elizabeth stood and threw her arms around me as soon as I reached her. “Are you okay?” she whispered in my ear.
“No.” That one simple word dissolved all the fight I had left in me. “Dad came to the apartment this morning.”
“What?” Elizabeth grabbed my hand and pulled me do
