Kent
Sitting at the lunch table and Nicole is missing again today. Warren has been moping like a young pup for the last week. I hope she comes back soon, because forcing a slither of happiness out of the guy is next to impossible.
Cierra comes over to the table practically skipping. She was over at Geralds table sitting between his legs with her back to his chest. I looked over at them a few times and saw him feed her a fry or two. It was enough to make me lose my appetite, and I gave up on my pizza after a few bites. Which says a lot because I came to lunch hungry from not eating breakfast this morning.
“What are you so damn happy about?” I ask Cierra with a little annoyance in my voice.
“What does it matter to you?” She shoots back and takes a seat next to Ferrah.
I notice Ferra
