PART 1
The envelope appeared beneath my apartment door on a Tuesday morning in October.
Cream-colored paper.
My name written across the front in handwriting I didn’t recognize.
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The envelope appeared beneath my apartment door on a Tuesday morning in October.
Cream-colored paper.
My name written across the front in handwriting I didn’t recognize.
Dad was tired of choosing between my word and my stepmom’s. So when she took me on a girls’ weekend, he gave me one…