Faith Eliza Cord
Four Thousand Club
Liza stands her ground, turning and smiling at her as she points at the picture. "That's for you, Raina. I made you a picture. Do you like it? I used all my crayons. I want us to be friends 'cause I had bad stuff happen too so you know what, we should just make up and be friends 'cause I forgive you anyways. I know you musta been mad 'cause you think I never had bad stuff, but I did. See?"