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"I told theueredly "Exceptand the RAs But it came down from the president’s office The administration wants to look like we care"

"Well" I nod at a sobbing Magda "Here’s soestion "She’s your friend," he says accusingly

I glare at hie student personnel! I have to tell you, Heather" He looks frightened "I don’t know about this I s were a lot silare at hi on me, Tom Not because of one little murder"

"Little!" Toot their head whacked off and left in a pot on a stove Sure, couple kids got crushed to death every year under the bonfire structure But ht now"

"Oh, right," I say sarcastically "If it was so ot here to come out of the closet?"

To later, okay?" I flop down on the couch beside Magda "I’ve got other things to worry about right now"

Toda one last panicky look, then mutters, "Okay, I’ll just, um, finish up this paperwork," and disappears back into his office

I sit beside Magda, resting a hand on her back as she cries I know this is the right thing to do as a friend…but as so field, I’m not sure this is what I’m supposed to do How could Dr Jessup have hired someone like me? I wonder I mean, I know I’hly unfit for this job I don’t have the slightest idea what to do in the face of sorrow like Magda’s Where is that grief counselor, anyway?

"Magda," I say, patting her back through her pink cafeteria smock "Um Look, I’m sure they don’t really suspect you I mean, anyone who knows you knows you couldn’t have had anything to do hat happened Really, don’t worry about it No one thinks you did it The police are just doing their job"

Magda raises her tear-stained face to peer at me astonishedly

"That’s…that’s not why I’er-striped blond, this week--curls swing "I know they’re just doing their job That’s all right None of us did it--none of us could do that"

"I know," I say hastily, still rubbing her back "It’s horrible of theoes on, as if I hadn’t spoken, "I heard…I heard it was Lindsay But that couldn’t be Not little Lindsay, with the eyes, and the hair? The cheerleader?"