Chapter Thirty-Two

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"Baby,  Sam's   here   with   his   friend   Ms.  Griffin.  They want  to  talk 

to  you  a  little  bit,  okay?"  Bianca  says, leading us into the room with

Gloria. The  little  girl  is  now  in  a  hospital  gown  covered with  a  blanket.

An IV  in  her  arm  pumps  fluids  just  like  Caleb,  but  there doesn't seem

to be the same level of  desperation. A  nurse  standing  beside the  bed  is  gently 

cleaning  cuts  and   scrapes  along  her  arm,  but  Gloria doesn't seem to mind.

"Hi, Gloria," Sam smiles.

  Her  eyes  light  up,  and  she   reaches  her  little  hand  toward  him.  He

   takes it and squeezes as  he  steps  up   close  enough  to  run  his  hand  over

  her thick, dark hair. It's tangled and  bits  of  leaves  cling  to  it,  but  she  looks

  like she's in fairly good condition.

           "Hi, Sam," she says. "Thank you for coming to visit me."

            "Of course. I'm here. But I'm  not  just  here  to  visit  you. We  need  to  talk

about what happened, okay?"

       "Okay," she nods.

        There's  obvious  discomfort  and   nervousness  in  her  voice,  and  she

glances over at her mother for reassurance.

       "You're not  in  any  trouble,  sweetheart,"  Bianca  says. "You  didn't  do

anything wrong."

     "But I did," Gloria says. "I did do something wrong."

        Sam and I look at each other. There  are  so  many  questions  I  want  to

ask,  but  I  stay  back.  This  little  girl  is  cared  and  has  just   gone   through

something  traumatizing. She  doesn't  know  me  yet  and  won't   be   as   will-

ing to open to me as she will to her mother and a man who she trusts.

      "What do you mean? What did you do wrong?" Sam asks.

       "I  know  I'm   not   supposed   to   leave   the   community    center   without

Mama,"  she  says.  "I'm  supposed  to  stay  inside  with  everyone   else    until

she comes in, and I all out with her."

          "But that's not what happened," Bianca says.

           Gloria shakes  her  head. "I  was  excited  because  I  knew  she  was  coming

to get me early. I think  it  was  supposed  to  be  a  surprise,  but  Miss  Holly  let

it  slip. I  was  excited  to  get  to  spend  the  day  with  her.  We  were  going  to

play, and I was going to ask  if  we  could  go  have  a  picnic.  I  was  waiting  all

morning for her to come. I couldn't even concentrate on my art project.

Then  it  got  close  to  the  time  when  she  usually  picks  me  up  on  her  early

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