“A maid’s daughter helped an old man every day — until a general suddenly walked in with five military officers…”

of her new room. It was bigger than her old room. It smelled like fresh paint. She put the foot locker at the end of her bed.

She opened the spiral notebook, Hank’s journal. She read the first entry. The handwriting was shaky but angry. August 14th. The new place is as bad as I’d hoped. The jello is a crime against humanity. The walls are pale green.continue reading …