"Saying you were scared. I'm always scared. But I'd be too scared to
tell anyone."
Pip-Emma stretched out a skinny arm and pulled Janet up beside her.
"What you scared of?"
"'Most everything."
"Why?"
Janet sighed. "It's something wrong with me. The doctors say
it's--it's a complex. An in--inferiority complex."
"What's that?"
"It's a thing you get, like measles."