"And the best kinda pencils were nice, but the fact remained that if Dottie was going to make it at Hamilton Middle with Ms. Mary Winston for principal, mean and diamond-shaped as she was, with all those ghetto children keen on keeping track—of who wore what, of who said this, of everything and nothing at all—she needed to learn a few things. Quick."
This excerpt is from the short story "What Was Pretty Shows Its Bones." It explores a deep-love friendship between two little girls. It also explores tragedy.