And Mrs. Goldfein thinks I can be a mentor. A role model. Yeah, right
“Missed you in class yesterday.” Shana slides onto the bench beside me. “Everything okay?”
I smile vaguely. Last year, that wouldn’t have even been a question. But — wonder of wonders! — yesterday I took my first absence of the school year, and it was because I had my next infusion. Fourth one. Wow.
“Yeah, all good, baruch Hashem.” I prod my salad with a fork, trying to find the feta cheese. Shana looks curious. Maybe I can share this with her?
I take a breath. “I had my infusion yesterday.”
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