Chapter 75

Each letter on the wall claiming that I was a whore was approximately three times the size of a ruler, bold enough to notice. Not bad as bullying went. They made an effort. I scratched my chin and considered. I could have that painted over, take the chance to redecorate before Lulu went home. Nobody needed to know. I could handle this myself as I'd been doing since leaving for college. Prying my eyes from the sad attempt of a design, I squared my shoulders, put my chin up, and marched to my bedroom....