CHAPTER 11: PALMER’S TRUTH

“Do you want to pet Jackal?” Palmer asked, but Christopher was still hesitant. She stepped out of the stall and extended her hand for him to grab. When he did, she pulled him back inside, and they both sat down on the hay. The silence was deafening, but neither one of them could speak. They just looked at Jackal and Misty bond. “When I was in elementary school, and probably most of my middle school year, I was shy and alone. No one wanted to be my friend because they would...