It was supposed to be a poetic happy end to a period of fear, a confirmation our bond was restored once and for all. While planning my Japan trip I had always made our visit to Disneyland Tokyo my number one priority. Even a big work project had had to make way for it. “Well, I wouldn’t count on it!” my stepmother said. My dream was shattered. “What? Why not?” “Well, Mitchell called yesterday… They’re breaking up. They’re coming home this weekend.” I felt tears welling up. I looked at Riemer, who knew what this news meant to me. I mumbled something about ‘my planning’. My dad took this as an
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