Spencer
I knock on her door but there is no answer. Lawrence makes his way behind me. I've been eager to see her all day.
"It's been a hard day for her," he says lowly. "Don't take it to heart."
"What happened between her and her mom?"
"It's not my story to tell."
I make my second attempt at knocking, trying not to seem desperate but I'm sure in my rapidness my desperation seeps through anyway. I want nothing more than to see her in the brief few minutes I have before Terrence walks through the door and I have to go downstairs. I want to hold her and reassure her that whatever happened isn't her fault because I'm sure it isn't.
Her voice rings from the other side of the door; tired and uninspired, but still polite and inviting.
"Come in, Spencer."
So I do. I catch her just as sh
