"Anette, you haven't been at school for a while. Welcome back."
I don't respond. I keep my eyes focused away from Mrs. Glen and the rest of the class.
My mind isn't here. I'm exhausted and raw inside and out. I probably won't be able to get through this class without remembering.
Whatever you do
do not remember.
YOU ARE READING
clean
أدب المراهقينAll Anette wants is to forget. Benedict wants her to be clean. She's not sure the two are synonymous.