Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Public dignity is an expensive outfit. The moment Mrs. Whitlock left, mine fell apart.
I wrapped myself in the small blanket from the sofa and cried until I resembled a damp, deeply offended frog.
"I'm sorry," I choked out. "Mom, Dad, I'm sorry. I made you look foolish."
My mother ...
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