My Parents Took the $22,000 Hawaii Trip I Paid For

a cardboard box.

At midnight, I found her sitting on the balcony.

The city hummed below us.

She wore pajama pants and one of my old Northwestern sweatshirts she had stolen without apology.

“You okay?” I asked.

“No.”

I sat beside her.

We were quiet for a while.

Then she said, “What if I get there and I’m not special?”

I laughed softly.

She glared. “Rude.”

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