I Thought I Would Be Alone at Graduation After My Parents Passed Away – Then Someone Covered My Eyes

away from me.”

I didn’t ask what she was writing. I figured it was bills or one of those long letters she sent to her sister in Georgia.

November had taken my parents on a wet stretch of highway. By March, I’d learned how to live like a ghost.

“Did you eat lunch today?” she asked.

“Yeah, Nana.”

“With who?”

“Just some kids.”

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