I wiped my tears away with my sleeve, but as I looked down, I saw the marks from my soaked boxers and tank that couldn’t be excused as sweat. It all added to my misery, but it was quickly forgotten when D’Lo stopped me mid-way across the yard. His dark face was strangely pale, and my sadness turned to fear as he grabbed my arm, quickly pulling me to the dorm. “I’ve been looking for you,” he said. “It’s Braxton. He went and did it. I don’t know how long it was before we found him.” “Did what? What happened?” My voice was breathless as I clutched his giant arm. “He went down to the perimeter, to the place where the big trees line the fence. He took his sheets and made a knot... Roxie found him hanging, but I got him down.” Pain exploded in my chest like a bomb, and I dropped to my knees on the grass. D’Lo went to one knee beside me, holding me in his big arms. My eyes closed as whiteness crept into the sides of my vision, but D’Lo squeezed me. “Don’t you faint, now.
