This is a short chapter which speaks of deep sadness.
Chapter Eight – The Invitation to Lunch
Julia and Margaret talked to each other as they tidied up the kitchen, while Maryanne and I sat gazing at our surroundings, wondering why we were there. The big girls didn’t include us in their conversation, and seemed content just to have us with them. Julia’s wistful smile appeared whenever she looked at me, and she constantly played with my hair.
On the way back to school, Julia held my hand and told me about her little sister. Heather was six years old when she was hit by a car last year. She had long brown hair and hazel eyes……..
Tomorrow’s chapter, The Black Sheep, deals with a lesson in feeling different.