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Two Hours Later
Lara has her eyes wide with the information I gave her. We’ve been chatting for thirty minutes already- conversing back and forth as we waited for the teacher and the rest of our classmates to show up. Two girls walk in with a bunch of snacks. As they circle the room and land on their desk, they dump their snacks in their bags. At least they know the teachers don’t allow eating snacks during class time. I drag my hands across my hair, untangling the nots and frizzles.
Lara takes in a Dee breath
