“After dropping off Britt at her building, I returned to my apartment and sat on my couch in a near catatonic state, wondering how I’d handled myself so badly. I mean, who gets punished when they decide to improve themselves and tell the truth, leaving all their lies behind? Me, that’s who. Of course, Britt had a point; being that I’d lied to everyone for over half my life, how could she know whether or not I spoke the truth? Well, I’d just have to prove it to her, wouldn’t I? Not that I... had the slightest idea how to do that. A little after ten a.m. on Monday morning the icon jumped in the bottom right corner of my laptop’s screen; someone wanted to video chat with me. My heart leapt, hoping it was Britt. I opened the window, and saw my mother staring back at me. “Hey, Momma,” I greeted, trying to hide the disappointment in my voice. “What’s the good word?” “You okay, Sammy?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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