he finally saw her at school,
a bruise on her cheek. it was
difficult to tame the fury tearing
his insides to shreds.
she tried to smile, but she
couldn't. her lips wouldn't let her.
he pulled her in the janitors'
closet. "where have you been?
what did your mom do?"
the bruise on her cheek was the
smallest damage her mom had done.
she told him.
he stood there in stony silence.
