#sudden death

We met in second grade, in our Bucks County grade school. Our teacher sent me to the bathroom to check on Stephany. She had run out of the classroom crying because a boy made fun of her. At eight years old, she was one of the tallest girls in the class. She was an easy target for bullies.I don't

I sat at the kitchen computer in my school uniform, trying—and-failing—to ignore the telltale sound of my dad’s slow shuffling as he ambled towards the fruit basket and picked up a small orange. I hated myself for this then (and I despise myself even more now) but being surrounded by his ...