After Graduation, I Took One Quiet Step to Protect My Future. It Turned Out to Matter

away, Richard settled back into the rocking chair, exhaling for the first time.

“You okay?” he asked.

I blinked, surprised by the question. “Yeah,” I said softly. “I think I am.”

He studied me. “This won’t make them love you.”

“I know,” I said. “That’s not what it was for.”

He nodded once, like he understood more than I’d said.

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