CHAPTER 86: YOU BETRAYED ME AGAIN
AMANDA'S POV:
As I sat down at the small table in the back of the medicine store, trying to focus so I could teach Chris a few math formulas, I couldn't shake off the image of those sneering faces in the hallway. My heart was still heavy, but looking at Chris made me force a smile. Chris was a good kid, maybe ten years old, with messy hair and a spirit that reminded me of my brother Max every time I looked at him.
"Alright, Chris," I said, opening his workbook. "Show me what's killing you today."
He groaned, flopping his head onto the table. "Division, Amanda. Long division is a straight-up villain. Why do I gotta know how many times seventy-two goes into four thousand whatever? Who even carries that much candy?"
I laughed, and for a secon
