She shook her head, tears welling up fast. “’Cause you ain’t never stop looking for her. Never.”
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Cause you ain’t never stop looking for her. Never.”
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A lot of them are the same kinda books. Books that deal with like . . . child abuse stuff.”
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“Dang, Ma would never let me. She’d kill me for even asking!”
Monday’s face tensed, her pupils shrinking the way Ma’s did after coming home from the eye doctor.
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Ms. Moser opened Monday’s file again, flipping through papers. Why is it so thick?
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Worry painted across her face, she twitched nervously. “Um, is there anything else you want me to take a look at?”
“Like what?”
“Any other . . . injuries you may have . . . that you want me to examine? Any bruises?”
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just ’cause someone got a roof, don’t make it a home
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“But . . . where’s August? You just gonna leave him?”
She froze as if I’d said something terrifying and stuttered through an answer.
“He’s . . . sick. Mom . . . kept him home.”
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Monday clutched her desk as if she thought it would be ripped from under her. Her braids were fuzzier than I’d ever seen them, the ends unraveling and dry
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Monday’s face twitched and darkened. “It’s . . . different. Trust me. You’re better off without them.”