I Found My 17-Year-Old Sneaking in at 4 A.M. After Prom — What Slipped Out of Her Purse Broke My Heart

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She shook her head.

“We were headed to the afterparty. My phone was dead. I didn’t know exactly where I was. I just started walking.” She pressed her lips together.
“Eventually, I found a gas station and the man behind the counter let me use the phone to call a taxi.”

“That’s why you were so late,” I said.
Then I held up the note again.
“Why he hopes your continue reading …