Chapter 18
I hear the knock on my door. As much as I wish I could just tell her to go away, I know I can’t do that to my mom.
“Come in,” I tell her, surprised she didn’t just walk in.
“Tally?” she says tentatively. “I just wanted to see how your first day back was.”
I close my eyes, remembering my locker, then Trey. “It was fine,” I lie.
“Can I talk to you for a minute?” She walks farther in and then sits on the edge of my bed where I’m lying on my back, looking at the ceiling. What am I going to say? No, my heart is broken and some buttheads vandalized my locker so please leave me the crap alone?
“Sure,” I tell her.
“I just need you to know I realize your father and I haven’t handled this in the best way. It’s just really hard to see your child go through something like this, espe
