Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste
When the picture is taken, mom and dad pull us all into a family hug.
" Always?" Dad questioned.
" And forever." We all answered together.
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As we pull into the parking lot, I glance out the window and see a crowd already forming, students in the very same gowns as me, parents with cameras and excitedly chatting about while the teachers clutch on to clipboards, hurrying about.
My breath catches in my throat.
This is really happening. I am about to graduate.
" Ready?" Dad ask in the front seat, staring at me through the rearview mirror.