“Silence is golden? Silence is survival.”
“Silence is golden? Silence is survival.”Larry Jr. was chock full of anxiety the Sunday before he was to start attending Pawford High. The dairy cows could sense the tension in the way he squeezed their udders, and they communicated their dissatisfaction to the entire barn. He was excited for the auctioneering club but wondered how he was going to exist in the trench warfare that was a city high school. He had not been back to school since the accident. A couple of friends from his old school had been by the farm to check on him, but he had refused to talk. His mom had allowed him outside as she assumed the visits would do him good, but he had just sat on the front porch as his friends tentatively lobbed questions at him, responding with nods or s
