Teresa

I downed the coffee in my cup as I stood up from the desk chair in my home office and headed to the kitchen.

My eyes glanced at the digital clock in the hallway, and I glanced at my wristwatch. Then it dawned on me.

It was already evening, and I haven’t heard anything from Kaela.

Was she back and chose not to come around? Was this one of her bad episodes at school? I dumped the cup in the sink and headed to Kaela’s room.

Hesitating a moment, I knocked once, ...