“We need to get going. Troy will be checking out here shortly.” Maggie said, moving the chair past Mary Beth.
The young girl began walking with them. “Are you going to be in school Monday?”
“Maybe. It depends on how I feel by then.” Tracy replied.
“So what happened?” The girl asked again.
“I'd rather not talk about it. It's kinda personal.” Tracy said.
“So it's true? Bruce cut your...well you know, your thingy off.” She blushed as she said it.
Tracy's cheeks went just as red. “Who said that?” She asked.
“I heard it someplace.” The girl replied as she looked to the floor.
Maggie chuckled. “No, he didn't cut it off. If he had, Troy would be dead.”
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