Dixon: What’s going on?
Silver: I’ve been staying at the women’s shelter for a few weeks now. I did some community service there this past summer, and there’s this woman who… she lets me stay there sometimes. She sort of knows my situation.. And my mom, she drinks. When she’s like this… she’s a completely different person. It’s like… she screams. She, she throws things. She blames me. Sometimes… she gets so out of control and I don’t know what she’s gonna do. Sometimes it scares me.
Dixon: Come here.. I gotta talk to my dad.
Silver: What? No! Dixon, I didn’t… I didn’t tell you so you would tell your dad. No! No, I’m already enough of a freak at school. I don’t want all the other kids to know my mom’s a drunk, too.
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