JP Delaney

I don’t remember that, or anything else about that day. I’ve always felt bad about that. If you’re going to spend a last few hours with someone you love, you ought to be able to remember it.

I wasn’t just orphaned. I was uprooted.

The legal name for my new status was cared for, which was the biggest joke of all. Because pretty soon you realize that no one cares. No one cares if you do your homework. No one cares if you have friends or not. No one cares if you come first or twenty-first in your exams. Why should they?