me and his unborn child. In that moment, I realized my previous judgments had been hasty. He had done everything for me, and despite my conflicting emotions of love and hat

grey in my dream, I cried despe

d, realizing it had all been a dream. "Mom, thank goodness you're awake. Fr

d what had really happened, the pieces of the party that seemed to slip through my grasp. Dragging myself to

e waiting anxiously. "Mom, how do I get home? What happened

hout my permission. I don't know where you went, but a man brought y

wing any man besides George. Wasn't he at the party? Who is this guy, and why can't

you home. So where was Ann? She came

ng at the clock. Panic set in as I realized I

ting," she insisted, her co

I'll eat once I get to school, probably at the cafete

t. Don't starve," she cautioned,

s of the party haunting my thoughts. As I stepped into the day, the weight of th