I had just finished crying and was curled up on the end of the couch in my empty apartment when my grandmother called. She sounded impossibly calm and happy, which infuriated a selfish part of me. There wasn’t anything about my current situation that I wanted to be positive about. A friend of mine had made a careless decision, and because of her I was locked up indefinitely on the other side of campus.
The Peregrine Review: Vol. 34, Article 49.
Available at: https://mosaic.messiah.edu/peregrinereview/vol34/iss1/49