“Have a nice day at school,” Masey said to me as she pulled up outside of the high school.
The tone of her voice made it sound as if the last twenty minutes of tension hadn’t happened. I wondered what she was thinking about, if she couldn’t wait to get rid of me in the hopes that I would forget about my question.
I pushed thoughts of her out of my mind. I barely heard her as I stared at the teenagers that were milling about outside. I had never been around so many kids that were my age before. I wondered if this was how May felt earlier. The thought that I had to go out there made my heart pound with anxiety that I hadn’t been expecting to feel. At the orphanage the other kids accepted me and I accepted them. We had a mutual respect for each other since it was easy for us to understand e
