"What's the deal, is she truly doing fine? "

I look on as Katrina dashes to the nearest trash can and vomits into it.

Dianna's mother is a strict disciplinarian. She sat and stared at her daughter for what seemed like an eternity before finally telling her to go back to work in the field.

Ella walks up and places a shaky hand on Katrina's arm. One friend is better than none, and I'm lucky to have found an excellent one in Ella. Aside from Tina and her pals, she gets along with everyone else.

Katrina's mother, Dianna, tells her to "get it together," and the young lady nods in...