self-rejection

It was a bitter winter in Lorain, Ohio, the kind that made your bones feel as fragile as a moth's wings. Claudia and Frieda's home was a sanctuary, at least it was supposed to be. But no amount of plastered newspaper insulation could keep out the biting chill. Lately, another form of cold had seeped in; one that came with Pecola Breedlove's arrival.