Chapter 849

• I could hear the murmurs from the other side of the classroom as Rick and his friends talked about the girl. She had an odd scent to her but I got the idea that she was used to the whispers. Something about realizing that fact didn’t sit well with me.
• “Was your mom too busy mopping our floors to drive you to school?” Rick called from the back and a few people laughed as her head went even lower.
• “That’s enough, Mr. Jackson,” the teacher said as the laughter died down.