Brenda Vicars Quotes

If you have to go to Beauty" – I glanced at the two woman, leaned forward as if to tell Tracey a secret, and whispered – "it's not so bad.

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Why did you do it, Tracey?"
"To help you.

Mesmerized with the video, I realized that the truth had been there all along. I'd known the girls had jerked the curtain. I'd known that anyone at any time could take a picture. But I could never see myself doing that wacky pose. So, instead of trying to figure out logically how it happened, I resisted believing it actually happened.

We're not leaving our daughter in that place.

The receptionist, a gray-haired lady with thick glasses at the front counter of the office, read over my transcript. Her eyebrows shot up above her brown frames. With her eyes riveted on me, she cleared her throat and blasted as if on a megaphone. "Your former school is Beauty." ...
Mum blasted right back at her," You are an excellent reader. Congratulations.

Visible barriers unseen by choice,
Trip and trap innocents who have no voice.
Why choose not to see clear inequity?

We, the privileged majority, talk about equality until it comes to our family having to give up something

Tilly and I stood, and she wrapped her arms around my waist and laid her head against my shoulder. Her soft little hands patted my back. The embrace was beyond her usual good-bye, and it filled me with awe at her intuitive ability to tune into my emotions. She couldn't read or do math or work through technical processes like most people her age, but she was always on the pulse-beat of the deep-down real things.

I tore the curtain down and roared, "I see inequity."
But countless veils, shifting and sheer, deftly blinded me.
So I, pumped with pride, still failed to see the way I see.
Veils, unseen and unnamed,
Will unremoved remain.

I started to stand, but I neeed to say more to Tracey. "Tracey, I apologize again for calling you 'Arvey' all that time."
Her whole body, already still, stiffened.
"I wouldn't have done it if I had known your real name."
One hand slipped up under her hair, as if swiping a tear.
"I hope you never do anything like the picture again because it caused a lot of trouble, but there's something important I want you to know."
She slowly raised her head and faxed me with damp, red eyes.
Memory took me back to that night Grandma explained why she was so happy in spite of the horrors she had survived. I wanted to do what Grandma had done – leave the bad times behind so I could enjoy the good times. I wanted to close the door on this whole drama.
"Tracey, I forgive you.

Mom, have you ever thought you might like to try living in San Antonia a while?" Uh-oh, did I cross a line?
… She gave a happy giggle. "Well, I hadn't thought about that before. Might be fun.

Bam! The whole truck rocked from Dad slamming his door. A few fast steps with his long legs put him next to Mom. The boys' demeanor flipped from chill to tense. Their sneers vanished, and the strutting stopped.

Ethan put his hands on either side of my face and looked into my eyes. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, I am."
"What are you thinking?" he asked as he lowered his hands from my face.
"The truth was there all along, and I didn't see it.