A gentle knock on the door caused a pause in our sob-session and we looked at one another, cheeks damp and noses stuffy. Ada got up after, wiping her cheeks as she sashayed towards the door and then flung it open.

A girl stood on the other end, short with wide eyes that darted here and there like a scared kitten's and I wondered what a junior was doing in my dorm. A conversation ensued between her and Ada but her timid voice was low and Ada brought hers down to match it, so Faith and I couldn't hear a thing until the conversation ended and Ada turned around, a...