is it? I think hard, counting back since Dad took Ruby away. One week ago. Only one week, and already everything feels different. Better. School, too, is not the same. I have friends now. And when I say things, people sometimes laugh, not at me, but like I’m telling good jokes. It’s okay that I don’t even place in the coloring contest. Alexis only comes in third. I tell her that hers was the best because of how she shaded the denim.
JEsus ruby was the tainted one the one eroingand infljeecubgthw dnamic of thefsmily she is terrifying
