“You’re Jay Franklin’s sister??? I was just telling a story about him to my students!”

It was true. Well, not the name. His first name wasn’t Jay nor was his last Franklin but I had just been relaying a rather scarring story about him-albeit a 6th grade pre-adolescent scarring nonetheless but still scarring-especially for the Town Mute which is what I felt like growing up, in one of my classes. The prompts were, "First Relationship & First Betrayal."