She sensed that they expected her to fall apart, but she didn’t know how to fall apart. She knew it was strange. She looked the same despite this massive piece of herself that had gone missing. She acted the same. She went to work, greeted people, went home. Everything normal on the outside, except the occassional muffled crying on the job.

She sensed that they expected her to fall apart, but she didn’t know how to fall apart. She knew it was strange. She looked the same despite this massive piece of herself that had gone missing. She acted the same. She went to work, greeted people, went home. Everything normal on the outside, except the occassional muffled crying on the job.

– Jill Leovy –

Ghettoside: A True Story of Murder in America

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