My Sister Got a New Car While I Got a Bus Pass but My 18th Birthday Changed Everything

through the trees, students walking, someone throwing a Frisbee, a professor carrying a stack of books taller than her briefcase.

I turned the engine off. The keys hung in the ignition, Toyota fob and two metal keys on a plain ring. And the tag tied with twine, the one I have never removed.

Grandma’s handwriting.

You were always worth it.

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