“You’re such a loser!  I can not believe I was your friend for so long!” Jessica shouted at Cadence across the hall.  Feeling low, discouraged, and ashamed, Cadence stared at Jessica with tears...

A boy at the fragile age of sixteen stared at the woman sitting across from him. A plaque at the edge of her desk identified her as Sarah Thompson. He watched her through lidded eyes, sprawled out across...