At dinner tonight, Gillian told us about school. “It was Dashiel’s party. We had pizza and cup-a-cakes.” Daddy said “And next week it is Grace’s birthday.” Gilly said “Grace is new. And she doesn’t like Dorlisa. Dorlisa didn’t look pretty today. You know why? She was wearing orange. And Grace doesn’t like orange. Dorlisa is… Continue reading Mean girl