She was just trying to be worthy of the uniform hanging in her closet.
Cora opened the door in a faded hoodie, her eyes already red. sienna rae scouts honor
So when Mrs. Albright pulled her aside after the fall jamboree and whispered that the troop’s treasury was missing—two thousand dollars raised from ten years of car washes and cookie sales—Sienna didn’t panic. She pulled out her field notebook, the one with the duct-taped spine, and wrote three words at the top of a fresh page: She was just trying to be worthy of