Dad stared at me like the question was ridiculous. Mom immediately said, “Daphne, don’t be childish.” Brooke rolled her eyes and muttered that this was supposed to be about business, not some ancient graduation story. That told me everything I needed to know. Not one of them remembered the bus fare, the missed ceremony, or the fact that I had spent one of the biggest days of my life alone because Brooke’s new car mattered more. Yet now they wanted to describe themselves as the people who had supported my success.
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