Chapter 17

"Someone is hungry."

Peering up from my dinner plate, I find my mother and grandmother watching me. "Yeah, I am. Sorry."

"No, no, it's a good thing," my grandmother assures me. "Why don't you tell us about your first day at your new school?"

I nod and set down my fork, but my mom looks to her plate and doesn't lift her gaze again. "Well," I start, a little hurt, "today I was just shown around the school. I got my schedule and met the Dean. It's really nice. There's this courtyard, and the cafeteria food is amazing, and the people all seem—"

"Thanks for dinner, mom, but...