Chapter8
Smack!
I slammed the transcript, the school crest stamped on its letterhead, onto the coffee table.
My mother, Eleanor, sat in her armchair, her fingers curled coldly around a mug of coffee. A frown marred her features as her gaze flicked to the paper. Then, her eyes traced downward, locking ont...
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