Lena
"So you will have security guards following you around from now on?" Anita asked as we grabbed our seats at the cafeteria for lunch. I ordered a hamburger and orange juice. I don't know whether I will be able to eat it because I have been picky about food since yesterday. Even when we went out with Dad and Uncle yesterday, I was careful enough not to allow that to show.
I used an excuse of lack of appetite to mask it up. Not because I didn't want to eat, but because the smell of it might make me nauseous. "Yeah. They said it's risky to leave me all by myself." I answered sipping the orange juice.
"Wow. They love you." Anita winked. "Yes of course they're my favorite people. And I have the best caretaker at home too."
"And who's that?"
"Martha of course."
"And Genevieve." She ad
