For a few days, things just keep getting weirder at school. All the girls in the Black Cat pack seem to close in on me about something, but they won't tell me what that something is. Clearly anyway. I don't know for how long I can take this without exploding.
I wake up early today, Kallen's already gone to college, and Ruth is humming in the kitchen making toast for me. I do some homework corrections on Hailee's math worksheet before joining Ruth. Strands of red hair fall loose from her bun, earrings the colour of silver glistening under the light. She's not old at all, not old to work in this house and take care of me. Sometimes, I'm guilty. She's here only because of me.
"Hi, Ruth," I say as I enter the kitchen. She smiles at me and I put my hands into the pock
