“Some girls at school have been bothering her for a while.”
The room became quiet.
I felt my fingers close around the note inside my purse.
Tessa continued.
“Last week, they put gum in her
hair.”
My stomach dropped.
“A lot of it.”
I looked at June.
Her eyes were fixed on the floor.
“They pushed it really deep near the top, so it couldn’t just be washed out.”
A murmur moved through the parents.
“June called me from the bathroom because she didn’t want to call her mom yet. She was crying.”
Tessa swallowed.
“I called my grandma.”
Nadine.
I turned and spotted her three rows ahead of me.
She didn’t look back.
“Grandma came to get us,” Tessa continued. “She took June to a salon. The stylist tried for a long time, but she finally said the only way to fix it was to cut most of her hair off.”
