My Stepmother Ridiculed the Prom Dress My Younger Brother Created from Our Late Mom’s Jeans—But Karma Had Something Else in Store

at me.

“Karma?”

“Maybe,” I said.

But it wasn’t the handbag that mattered.

It was the fact that she could no longer control us.

Part 7: Noah’s Second Chance

Noah attended the summer program at Lakeshore Institute of Design.

On the first day, he almost decided not to walk inside the building.

“What if everyone there is better than me?” he asked.

“They probably continue reading …