wanted her to quit the activity she loved most.
And I had no idea.
“Do you know where she goes during class?” I asked.
“I’ve seen her in the lobby, but I don’t know where she spends the rest of the time.”
I thanked her and hurried outside.
I found Audrey near a vending machine.
She was still wearing her school clothes.
When she saw me, she stood abruptly.
“Mom? What are you doing here?”
I tried to keep my voice calm.
“I came to see you.”
Her expression hardened.
“Did you talk to Ms. Alvarez?”
“Yes.”
She looked away.
“So now you’re checking up on me?”
I shook my head.
“Audrey, I need you to tell me what’s happening.”
Tears appeared in her eyes.
“You know what’s happening.”
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“No, sweetheart. I don’t.”
She stared at me.
“You don’t want me dancing here anymore.”
I felt as though
