“I ignored them, and then they said, ‘Hey, your anus is bleeding.’” Connor frowns. “I started my period that day.” I grimace at her pained memory. Those things stay with someone forever. Even if they seem small and insignificant, childhood stories like Rose’s are the ones that last a lifetime. “Give me their names.” Connor motions to her with two fingers as he takes out his phone and opens the note app.
GIVINGGGG.
