Grace had heard a knock at the front door, but before she could get up from her bed and get it, she heard her mom get it. Sitting in the center of her bed, her legs crossed, she nervously fidgeted with her hands as her mom told Maya to head right to Grace’s room. The moment she saw her friend, her shoulders deflated and she frowned, “Maya, what did I do?” Her eyes searched Maya’s as if her friend could possibly have the answers.