Ma’s calmly steaming Libby’s dress like it’s a totally regular day. How does she do that? How is she not panicked?
And like this, through the phone, I don’t have to remember that Shan looks like a stranger now Color me flabbergasted. I have no idea what that means, to “color me,” but I see it in books and I like the image it brings to mind. What color would flabbergasted look like, hmm?
I stand up, hyperaware that every eye in my class is upon me, and hobble toward Ma.
It does seem that Libby, my older, wiser sister, is always right
“Shh! Not so loud. Oy, Nomes, you poor thing, you walked right into the chaos”
Debbi looks like she hasn’t slept at all. Her face is white and set, and dark-purple shadows bruise under her eyes