Chapter 30
- MILLICENT
- One would think after all the fails, the soup, the slap, the public embarrassment. Sandra Patel's bullying would slow down, maybe even stop. But no. It doubled.
- Like a fire that didn't burn out, it just spread, got meaner, louder, stickier. There was gum on my seat almost every morning, always the hard, extra-minty kind that stuck to my skirt like cement and took half the fabric with it when I pulled away.