But nothing that screamed crisis.
She left for school every morning at 7:30. Her grades were steady. When I asked how school was, she always said the same thing.
“Fine.”
Then the school called.
I answered right away, assuming she had forgotten gym clothes or gotten sick.
“Hello, this is Mrs. Carter, Emily’s homeroom teacher,” the voice said.
“Hi,” I replied. “Is Emily okay?”
There was a pause.
“Actually, I’m calling because Emily hasn’t been in class all week.”
I almost laughed.
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