My In-Laws Threw Me Into the Rain

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I walked toward the stage.

Victoria, seated at the front table, reached for my wrist as I passed.

“Don’t,” she whispered.

I looked down at her hand until she released me.

Richard’s eyes hardened.

“This is not part of the program,” he said into the microphone, attempting a laugh.

I climbed the steps.

“No,” I said, taking the second microphone from the continue reading …