Prom night was supposed to be my one night to feel like I belonged. I had a date with Taylor the girl with the loud laugh and the freckles who said yes as long as I promised to dance. Dad even took me suit shopping. I picked a navy three-piece; Stuart, my stepbrother, chose charcoal….
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