When I got home, my dad was waiting.
He looked tired. Still in his work clothes.
But when he saw me…
He froze.
“You look just like her,” he said quietly.
Then he hugged me.
And I finally let myself cry again.
Then Stephanie spoke.
“So this is what you wore?” she said. “You really let her embarrass us like that?”
The air changed instantly.
My dad turned.
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