The cheap camera I had packed was trembling in my palm, and I had no idea how to use it.
And I had retained Daniel’s original message in my wallet, hidden under a meal receipt and an expired insurance card. Although faded, it could still be read.
I had a cheap camera with me.
I used both hands to unfold it.
I was curious if Daniel would be mentioned by the girls today. Even worse, I wondered whether they would prefer that he show up.
I went outside into the heat after folding the note back up.
The stench of cheap perfume and floor polish filled the auditorium. I tried to keep my hands steady while sitting seven rows back with my camera lying on my sore knee. Even after waiting for this particular morning for twenty-two years, I still felt like I was going to spill a bottle of milk.
I used both hands to unfold it.
**
One by one, the girls crossed the college stage.
First, they gave Ava a call.
Before her name had even completed reverberating through the speakers, she began to cry. Halfway across the stage, I watched her giggle at herself and wipe her face on the sleeve of that black robe.
Claire came next. The wild card is my middle one.
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