They didn’t say a word at first. I thought perhaps they were too shocked. Sometimes when I’m too shocked, I can’t speak either. That’s why I write things down, and even then, sometimes I can’t bring myself to deliver them. Like my thank-you letter to Jason, which was just sitting there at the bottom of my backpack. I thought maybe my parents were just taking their time too. Taking their time to find the right words. But then I looked up and saw my mother’s disappointment.
