Kingston
"Janelle," Kelsey answers Berkley and my head snaps to the side instantly. I don't know much about this girl, but what she has shared, told me Janelle is the only person that has ever looked out for her or been there for her. No friends- besides Kelsey- no family.
"M-my social worker?" Berkley questions. Kelsey just nodded seriously. Oh no. "I've been trying to contact her for a few days now and she hasn't answered. I thought maybe she was just busy, but now...." Berkley shakes her head, then studies Kelsey with a determined face, "Kelsey, where's Janelle?"
Kelsey sighs haphazardly. "We don't know."
"You don't know?" I spoke out.
Kelsey rearranges herself in her seat, attempting to focus on me, but keeps a careful eye on the girl beside me. "Unfortunately, at this time, w
