as her words echoed in my mind. “Because she’s different,” my sister said without a hint of remorse. “I just don’t want her in the pool.”
I felt a surge of anger mixed with disbelief. “Different?” I asked, my voice barely containing my emotions. “What do you mean by that?”
My sister hesitated for a moment, as if she were weighing her words carefully. “You know what I mean,” she replied, looking away. “She’s not like the other kids.”
