Room 314 and the Graduation Tickets for Hannah Morgan
The brown stuffed bear was sitting on my pillow.
“Are you really coming to the hearing?” I asked.
“We wouldn’t miss it,” Linda said.
She stepped forward and picked up the bear from the pillow.
She smoothed the red ribbon with her thumb.
“We just want what’s best for the family,” Linda said.
“You understand that, don’t you?”
“I guess so.”