Unraveling Fifty Years of Silence

y at school wa

was talking to the teacher at the front of the room. She had transferred.

expected her to take the empty seat at

celyn walked past the front row, past the middle rows,

, her voice quiet but clear eno

us. My friends

ok at her. "Yes,

ed it to an empty corner by the lockers, as far away from her as I could get. The cl

m as her. At lunch, I didn't go to the

ready heading for the

fter school, man,"

snapped. "We're go

hed myself until my muscles burned, trying to exhaust the turmoil in

dn't

e had headed to the locker room, she appeared at t