I was sent to Mr. Fell, the school nurse, to check on my “mental health and well-being.” He was Uriah’s grandfather, and the only other male staff member. He drove a giant black hearse-like sedan, and was the opposite sort of nurse from my grandmother—he was gaunt, with a thick beard flecked with dandruff like frost crystals, as if he’d spent time in a freezer. Maybe Mrs. Fell made him sleep in the walk-in. “Good night, Frosty,” Dyna used to imitate Mrs. Fell saying. “Sleep tight and don’t bump into that frozen ham.”
