I have much more pressing concerns than the mystery stain. Like, for example: deportation. What this will mean for my spot on the Appies. The rest of this season, my career. And what this will mean for my mom. I lean back in my chair, staring up at the ceiling and picturing Mom’s smile this morning. The way the sunlight made her hair look more gold like mine, like hers used to be before the white crept in. I imagine the happiness draining from her face, replaced by worry and disappointment. Mr. Pebbles puts both elbows on his desk, which is cluttered with papers. “I only meant if Eli is dating
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