Jala cried harder. “Thank the sun god she’s gone. I woke up to her choking out Jess, and she threatened to scalp me if I interfered.” “There, there.” I dried her tears and squeezed her gently with my still-very-broken arm. “She does it to all of us. It’s how she says, ‘I love you.’” “Really?” Jess narrowed her watery eyes, clearly unconvinced. “I have no idea, but that’s what I tell myself.” We all cried harder.
