I run to Garfield Park and take shelter in the Conservatory. Clutching my aching arm, barely seeing the lush plants and trees, I wander from glass room to glass room until I find myself standing at the edge of a pool. Pennies glitter at the bottom.There’s a penny lying on the walk beside my feet....
Helen St. Pierre inclines toward theatrical entrances, and exits, too; makes sense, as she’s a member of the drama club. Like me, she has declared herself an education major, and she hails from Oklahoma (albeit Heritage Hills, a posh Oklahoma City neighborhood). Our home state is where the simila...