Chapter 22
Episode 22
Even after not showing up for my spelling bee competition, The Grand Finale, they also decided not to show up for my big day (My Graduation Day) either
The morning of my graduation, I woke up before the sun. The sky outside my window was a soft, bruised purple, the kind of color that promises either a storm or a miracle. I lay still for a moment, feeling the weight of the day pressing down on my chest. This was it. The moment I had worked for, cried for, and fought for through sleepless nights and lonely afternoons.
I had already laid out my uniform and a simple dress the night before—a simple white number that my son’s father had helped me pick out from a not cheap not too expensive store in Half Way Tree. It was a little too big in the shoulders, but I didn’t care. It was mine. I pinned a small, fake orchid to the collar. the same uniform I had worn to my spelling bee competition couple months ago. That day, the auditorium had been half-empty, and the only face I remembered scanning for was one that never appeared. Not my mother. Not my siblings. Just the echo of my own voice stumbling over a word I had practiced a hundred times.
I shook the memory away. Today would be different.
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