“But what did you think of yourself?” she asked. “What did you want to learn from this experience?” “I wanted Harlowe and this internship to change everything.” “But how, Juliet? What did you want to be different?” “The world,” I said. “I wanted her to change my world.” It was Mom’s turn to pause. The television noise died down on her end. She must have lowered it. We sat for a minute together, on opposite ends of the country, listening to each other breathe. “Mi amor, only you can change your world,” she said.
