Cam stands up beside me. “Uh-oh,” he says. Cam’s been around long enough to know what bad looks like. And this is BAD. “Mama, Mama?” I whisper, trying to get her eyes down on me. But as she reaches the office, I can see she’s drenched in sweat, must have walked down here. Her hair’s a little matted in one section, but straight up in another. She’s a frayed wire, walking. Her brow is all bent out of shape already and before she even reaches the desk, she’s yelling: “Now I’m here and you have to give me my child. She’s my child. You can’t keep her.” “I’m right here, Mama,” I say. Cam’s an inch behind me and when I reach back, his hand is there in mine. Mama doesn’t hear me. She’s got tunnel vision. I see Mrs. Ginesh grab the phone. “Yes, Trudy, Mrs. Peevey is here. It appears to be . . . urgent.” Mama doesn’t wait for Mrs. Ginesh to hang up the phone.
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