Chapter 17The next month was hard for Akira. She was glad she wasn’t r***d, but she felt she could have done better defending herself. She delivered a number of kicks and punches, but they didn’t incapacitate the attacker. She was glad she got the hits in to his throat. The coroner couldn’t say if he died from choking or from the accident, and that left a hole in her heart. She’d feel bad if she killed the man. Yes, he was a r****t, but she didn’t want to kill him.
Akira went to sleep and tried to quit her job at the convenience mart, but Marshall only put her on a leave of absence. She went to school—not that she learned anything. She felt like a zombie. She stayed with Rosey and Jade and slept in Jade’s new double-sized bed Rosey bought for them. Jade’s room was too small for anything b
