Back in the hallway, I leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. I had let my fears get the better of me — the same fears every parent has when their child begins to grow up and form their own world.
Lily had been helping her boyfriend study, patiently walking him through formulas and problems I couldn’t have solved myself. She was guiding someone else with compassion, focus, and care — qualities that made me proud to be her mother.
The Sunday After
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