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They Handed Her a Bus Ticket and Told Her to Leave. They Never Imagined Who She Really Was Becoming.
Inside was a folded piece of paper. No keys. No check. No heartfelt message.
Destination: Seattle.
Departure: three hours later.
My father crossed his arms.
“It’s time you learned how to survive on your own,” he said. “No degree. No real job. We’re done supporting you.”
My older sister didn’t bother hiding her reaction. She laughed.
