I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

 “Do you dream about your sister, too?”

I didn’t know what to do with her grief.

A teacher’s voice snapped me back. “Is everything alright here?”

Parents had started staring. Even the front-office secretary had stepped outside.

I straightened. “No. And I want the principal here right now.”

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