The Stepmother broke her leg skiing, so she, Dad, and Sarah couldn’t go anywhere for the winter holidays. I was vindictively happy until I realized it meant I was stuck spending the holidays with The Stepmother. With her leg broken, I would certainly be forced to stay at her beck and call while she rested and recovered.703Please respect copyright.PENANAur48ucwPP2
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Sure enough, I had no time to myself until I went to bed at night. I spent the days essentially working as an au pair.703Please respect copyright.PENANAxa6Tly66Kb
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One night as I was drowning in exhaustion, scrolling Facebook and seeing the wonderful vacations my classmates were having, I decided to go ahead and email Will at his school email address.703Please respect copyright.PENANArt4VbB6bFq
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He didn’t reply until the day before the holidays ended. But when he did, the reply came with an apology. He wasn’t checking his school email over the holidays, he said. The email response was simple and lacked any sort of detail, but just having a message from Will lightened my mood immediately.