“Charlie!” Mom’s voice echoes down the hallway and I spin in my desk chair and turn towards my door. We haven’t spoken much since last night. She was gone this morning when I left for school but she was home when I got back after volleyball practice. “Charlie!” She calls again and I get out of my chair. I walk down the hallway to find her bag in the living room and see her at the kitchen table packing her work bag.

“Going somewhere?” I slide into a ...