I woke up to a sunny morning and the realization it was Tuesday and I had to go to school.

Screw that. I rolled over on my right side and looked at my book bag. Just the thought of dragging myself to that miserable hole yet again for another day of ritual avoidance by my former friends wasn't the kind of thing I wanted to heap on myself right then. I'd been tough last week, but now, with Mom missing and everything going to hell?

They could keep it.

Someone messed ...