at Quinn as if her eyes will eventually show her something different.

Quinn turns to me for some kind of guidance. She’s obviously shocked by this unknown (to her) turn of events. I hadn’t told her about the other girl. The one whose parents are lying in a puddle at our feet.

The one whose name I will never know.

The one who...

Ughhh! STOP IT! STOP IT! DAMMIT, STOP IT!!!

Quinn scoots behind me to shield herself from the emotional firestorm. I still don’t have the words to make the failure hurt less, so I do what I do best—run. Race through the open gates to leave another devastated family in my wake. Because this is all I know how to do. Fail, then run.

And I don’t stop unt...

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