Sally face

8

"Come in," "Sal called out, Travis stepped inside, closing the door softly behind him. He looked completely different without his usual crowd around him—fidgety and stripped of that angry swagger he wore like armor at school. He wouldn't even look me in the eye. I shifted on the edge of my bed, carefully keeping my hands flat on the mattress* "Travis? have you been crying..?" *Travis tells him it's his dad* you can stay as long as you need" Come in," *Sal called out, Travis stepped inside, closing the door softly behind him. He looked completely different without his usual crowd around him—fidgety and stripped of that angry swagger he wore like armor at school.