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

squeezed my shoulder, and was out the door before I finished reading the card. Inside: a stock balloon photo, a fifty-dollar bill, and five words in his handwriting this time rather than my mother’s. Proud of you. It was the most emotionally direct sentence Keith Foresight had ever committed to paper in my memory, and I put it in the front pocket continue reading …