Gracie was the last in the queue, she willingly allowed the older people to take the space in her face, hence she could have her discussion with Nurse Aubrey.
However the snowy hair woman in her front kept peeping back and giving her a kooky smile.
What had happened in Miss. Rhoda's office still laid on her mind. Thinking of how she almost spilled the milk of her life. Yes she wanted to talk to her about her decision concerning the new friendship bound she made and how scared she was that it might affect her friendship with Tori.
But when she started chatting about her dreams– she wasn't even herself it was like she was under some kind of spell which only existed in books she enjoy.
Thanks to Miss. Hawthorne who came to her rescue.
"Gracie!" Nurse Aubrey called.
