Abby didn't speak a word on the way to school, and I didn't press her to talk. I wanted to rush inside and find Trent, but I didn't. I waited for Abby and walked in with her.
"Hey, if it's too much for you today, try to remember something really happy about Rachel and hold onto it, block out everything and everyone else. That's what I do," I said.
Abby smiled sadly. "Thanks." Her lips trembled, and I was afraid she'd start crying again.
I gave her a hug, then headed for my locker, hoping Trent would be there. When I rounded the corner, though, the hall was mostly empty. I trudged toward my locker and opened it. Taped to the inside of the door was the selfie Trent had taken of us. I studied the picture.