*Amelia*
I slide into my seat just in time. The school drop-off line was so long today. I don’t know how Teresa does this every day. It’s crowded, and some of the parents are simply terrible.
“Eat with us today,” Paul tells me as Jaynie begins to speak. “I’ve got s**t to tell you about Lucy.”
My stomach falls, though I’m unsure if it’s from the thought of Lucy or of eating with my friends. It’s different on Wednesdays at home. Jim is there. I twist my fingers nervously, completely ignoring the lecture.
We’re dismissed for lunch, but Jaynie asks me to stay back.
“Hey, I hate to do this, but we got a call,” she says, motioning for me to take a seat beside her desk.
“A call?”
She nods. “A girl named Lucy called the school. She said you charged her to do her hair and destroye
