PART 3   I stared at the hospital bracelet in the lunchbox until the letters of my own name blurred.

silent anymore.”

I turned around.

“Then why are you giving it to me?”

His hands tightened around the envelope.

“Because your aunt came to the alley this morning.”

“Aunt Diane?”

He nodded.

“She said the landlord wants you out in two weeks. She told me Grace had nothing, and I should stop hanging around because there would be no more free meals.”

I closed my continue reading …