It seemed like a joke that she was left out of, that everyone else knew and could laugh about now. She grew more anxious around the adults in her life, they were full more answers than questions. Everything and everyone was questionable to her, being the shortest kid in her third grade class made her this way. She could hear everything, people would just talk endlessly in front of her, as if she were an ignorant baby. The thoughtlessness of the people she encountered, and now spied upon, were bizarre on all accounts to the young girl.The jokes were the most insufferable, they made no sense. While sitting on the staircase listening to the adults yap away she, began to notice the small lies that her mother would tell to her girlfriends–nothing she said rang true in Remy’s mind.