Maxine's Point of View

"Angela..." my voice trembled as I called out to her, "What are you saying?"

But, instead of her answering my question, she turned around and walked out of the cafeteria. I wanted to call her but I couldn't because I was weak. It's like I just want to cry because it's like too much is happening to me right now. I still thought this day would be good for me, but the opposite happened.

I heard the deep sighs of the four men, the frustration obvious on ...