Chapter 16

• "Becca," I looked up from my notes and found Hannah standing near my desk with a piece of paper in her hand.
• "Yes, Hannah," I whispered as the entire classroom was quiet and smiled down at her. She held out the piece of paper to me. I took it from her hands and saw the picture she drew. It was a stick figure of a man, a woman, and a little girl.
• "That's my dad, then there is me in the middle and," she pointed to the woman, "that's you." she grinned widely and my heart swell with happiness.