I was about to get into the shower when Luau came to find me. I normally would have kept moving as time was short, but something in his voice stopped me cold. There was a quiet urgency in the way that he said my name. Something wasn’t right.
“I don’t have any details,” he said, “but I need you to know. There was another one.”
A second teenage girl in a Boston suburb had taken her life in as many weeks. A second beautiful young girl who should have been getting up to go to school, trying to figure out what to wear, quarreling with a sibling, scrambling to turn in a project, looking forward to seeing a friend, getting ready for the game .. was gone.
I went to Katie. “I need to talk to you about something,” I said.
I told her what had happened. I told her…
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