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"Hey, Kid."
Glancing up from the nest of blankets and pillows and clothes that I've made myself on my bed, I see my mother walk into my shadowy room. She comes to my depressed, laying figure, urges me to scoot over, then sits beside me.
"Grandma told me that you aren't feeling good today. That's okay. Missing one day of school here and there; it