d as I closed the car

t of him. "Trevor is still in a meeting with the

t for Trevor to finish his meeting for half an h

h you," Mr. August said with a laugh, hearing my

also the leader of the scientific research unit on campus. He had always been a leade

hat you're willing to starve yourself and w

ngs again. I remembered, in high school I had half passed out fro

o home! No need to wait for Trevor

s, Trevor might get confused if we

I snapped. "Let'

n, but seeing the seriousness on my f

won't look for us later," Mr. August said

. August called his son. I folded my ar

ust," I said curtly. "I want t

d as I wished. He waited for

Miss Sadie home now, because she won't wait," Mr. August

ded confused. "Why? Usually she's th

st replied awkwardly, since I had also been listening to his conversation

I need to pick up Marsha and take her home. She's not

ften invited Marsha home with us, too. They would sit together in th

August said and quickly

s arm around Marsha's shoulder, which was l

front of the passenger door, blocking Tr

my arms folded across my chest. "Has he

hat's wrong with you? Marsha is sick and I don't want to let her

you home?" I asked, addressing Marsha. "You and your friends say

aid to yourself that you wanted to go home quickly because y

nly. "You just call a

come clos

d at that time Trevor t

Marsha already sitting in the

r and got in first, sitting next to Marsha who was shock

ou?" Trevor protested annoy

ention of some of the people

and snickering at my attitude, Mars

die must be up to

bothering Trevor and Mar

. Wouldn't it be natural for him to just kick S

's daughter be so rude

words because no doubt, they deliberatel

rtable. I shifted myself so that Marsha pressed against t

ally opened the door and went out. Trevor

or said softly

a soft voice that made her sound weak. "Please

"Miss Sadie, can't we tak

going to take a taxi! Let's go home now and leave them. Or do

behind. He looked at the two people worriedly from the rearview mirror. I g

is bag on the sofa and looked for me. I was sitti

day? You made Marsha even sicker because sh

it my fault? Her being sick or healthy has nothing to do with me. If

that Marsha has a stomach disease and low blood pressure. She was l

ing table angrily. The puzzle

who needs to be given charity every day? If you are so worried about her, go b

YOUR WORDS!" T

Trevor's chest with my index finger, digging

getting in the car when we came home from college. You go home by yourself, e

ed, unmoved. I looked down at the puzzle tha

TOGETHER, YOU F*CKING A*