Grim, when she asked if that was my sister.
Somewhat happy i was seemingly not in trouble, i happily confirmed.
I knew the school team lady, she, my mother, and father, had spoken about me going to Special school before.
She swallowed, and told me, something had happend at home, and My grandmom was picking me up.
Hearing that, the tip of my braid went back into my mouth.
The last time "something" had happend at home, my father had been in a car collision.