brave

Chapter 18

Dad bought a new suit for my college graduation.

He insisted.

Navy blue.

Tailored.

Still inexpensive.

Perfect.

When I saw him outside the university auditorium, I cried before he even hugged me.

“Too much?” he asked, tugging at the sleeve.

“No,” I said. “Just right.”

Mom came too.

So did Stephen.

Richard was not invited.

Mom brought flowers.

Dad brought daisies again.

This time, fresh.

No one shoved him.

No one questioned his seat.

He sat front row.

Reserved card and everything.

When I walked across the stage, he stood first.

Mom stood too.

May you like

For once, no competition.

Just two parents watching the child they had both almost lost in different ways.

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