I Couldn’t Remember Hearing Anyone Come Back Upstairs

rubbed a hand over his mouth. “We’re still sorting that out.”

Still sorting.

That phrase made my skin crawl because it meant exactly what it sounded like. They did not know who my friend really was. Or they did, and it was bad enough they didn’t want to say it yet.

I said, “I’ve known her since September.”

“School records show a transfer in August from continue reading …