“He got me!′ Rhoda screamed. ‘Wait a minute,’ said Stanley. ‘It hurts!’ Rhoda screamed. ‘It’s just a bee sting,’ said Stanley. ‘It hurts!’ Rhoda cried. ‘Let me see it,’ asked Stanley. ‘No!’ said Rhoda.”
“Because I can’t just sit in our room right now. Because ever since my mother died, there’s a version of me inside that wants to break things and scream.”