CLOWNY MISFORTUNES
“I’m so scared… What if… What if he…”
Mrs. Simon watched Sandra struggle with tears, feeling bad for the girl. She so wanted the tears to win, Sandra badly needed to let the tears out, it might help sooth the pain she was feeling. “You can cry, Sandra”
Sandra froze, seeming to realize that she was actually on the verge of tears. She blinked back furiously, rubbing the moisture that managed to slip past her steel lashes. “No, I can’t cry.” she cleared her throat, picking the beans again. “Crying means something bad has truly happened” she choked out
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