“What did you think of Hannah?” Her mother asked as plopped herself down on the couch.
“Her mother's death has hit her hard.,” Luv answered as she turned herself to face her mother.
“That's to be expected.”
“Of course it was very traumatic for her to be in the car with her mother when it happened. To have seen the whole thing, and have it be her mother and be suffering survivor's guilt over it is more than a child that age should have to deal with,” Luv told her.
“Agreed.”
“Do you know she told me she doesn't discuss it much with Rick because she heard him crying one night after right after it happened? She doesn't want to hurt him. So she holds it all inside, and it comes out inn her dreams, or this case nightmares.”
“I just knew you'd be able to get to the bottom of this,” her mother said hopefully. “What's your plan?”
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By the way, there's another interesting little wrinkle to this case. Apparently, I look a lot like Lily. She had red hair too.” “Really? Maybe she opened up and told you all of this because of your resemblance to her late mother,” her mother suggested.
“I'm not sure if it's going to be a help or a hindrance. What helped today might the reason she won't want to see me tomorrow.” She shifted and tucked her foot beneath her. “I need to talk to Rick about all of this. He supposed to call when he gets the chance.”
“You'll sort it out dear. I have every faith in your abilities,” she said as she pulled her
“Oh no,” whispered mother with her handed across her mouth. “What are we going to do?”
“Don’t hesitate to call me if you need anything else”, Brianna says, offering one last warm hug as the young girl leaves. “And don’t worry, I will find a way to fix this, we’re in it together now.”
She also shared her dreams she was having after the event. This really brought the tone to a dark, gloomy type of feel. This helped readers grasp how traumatizing the event was. She knew
“I’m sure you’ll think of something,” she reassured him. “Hopefully the boys’ll come back with something that’ll pull some of this together.”
“I’m not so sure either. I’ve been thinking and what I don’t understand is why mom and dad did not tell us anything before. We went through horrible times! They had more than enough
She shook her head from side to side. “It’s not a problem.” Which really it wasn’t though she wasn’t exactly sure if they had anyone back in town that need them. She shrugged her shoulders and shifted her head from side to side. It wasn’t her problem if they did. “That’s true. Hold as much as you can carry.” She said with a slight nod of the head, a smile quickly spreading across her face. “I believe you.” She in a soft voice, her head dropping towards the side.
“Who did you get to do the work Alessandra and how did you find them? Pretty clear what I’m asking sweetheart.” I look into her eyes waiting for answers.
“No Evan, you and Zach are going to have to help us, we're not doing all the work for you.” She said.
“Kenz we are going to call this number right here first” I pointed to the first number “ Then were gonna get you someone to help you get through this. Also I am here for you too ok” She nodded
“I don’t know,” I told her. It was an easy way out, a way to not have any more worries pile up. She shot me a look, that I unfortunately
“I’m glad you two realize those things, and I will do my best to teach you ways of dealing with this situation,” Karl promised. “Do you have any other fears, worries, or anything?”
4. A kid comes out of the school bathroom with toilet paper dangling from his or her waistband.
I slipped the note into Logan’s locker and walked off. He’s never going to find out that it’s me. He’s way too oblivious, I thought to myself as I walked into 7th hour.
“In the end yes... but you know how much she struggles with this kind of thing. She wasn’t doing too
I woke up and followed the herd. Every day was just the same. We wake, we walk, we stand around for a while, and then we go back. Fluffy wool puffs decorated the meadow all around me. Though, for some reason I knew I was different than them. In which way, I’m not sure—but whenever I get near, they look at me in disgust and I just don’t understand. I just want to stand with them; sunny skies or wet grass days, neither makes a difference to how they treat me. It’s always the same. I’m thetloner. I follow, but I do it alone. I finally found my mother lying in wide open space beneath the sun, I needed to know what was wrong with me. She just stared; was it how I looked—eyes of a mother staring at a face only she could love?