My parents treated me like a servant. 1 day before…

off. Three missed calls from my mother.

I watched the city lights get smaller and smaller. For the first time in six years, I felt light.

I landed in Fort Lauderdale at 9:10. The air was warm. Palm trees lined the road from the airport. I checked into my hotel room at 9:50. Opened the balcony door. Heard the ocean. I ordered room service, something I continue reading …