Chapter 3

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“Why did you do this?” Jules asked in a loud whisper to her husband. It was after eleven, the girls asleep – all except Maya whose bedroom was the perfect conduit for hearing through the vents. “We don’t have the room or the money for her, she doesn’t know us, the girls are uncomfortable and don’t know what to make of her. What’s wrong with her anyway?” She asked quickly, Maya listened to the floorboard creak as Jules paced.

“Nothing is wrong with her, she’s just sad and feeling lost, she’s still my daughter, Jules.” Kermit said as he sat down on the side of the bed.

“She hasn’t said a word in a week, Kermit!” Jules shot back. “Something is wrong with her. She hardly ever leaves she won’t go to school, the girls tell me they’ve tried to talk to her and she just stares at them. It’s weird, Kermit. You brought all her stuff here and she hasn’t unpacked anything.”

Maya looked over to her stacks of boxes, it was true, she hadn’t unpacked any of her things; she didn’t want to make herself comfortable when she didn’t want to stay. “We can’t afford to send her to some shrink, Kermit, we can’t even put braces on Laney.”

“Idiots.” Maya mumbled to herself before she pulled her headphones on and rolled over to sleep.

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