Giselle
From the crown forming on my head … It all turned into a haze. I hooked my arm in with Leo carrying my book in the other. I was stumped and not able to say anything. My parents walked in front of us and I could feel my mom looking at me from time to time, but my eyes were pinned on the ground and my expression was one of confusion, frustration and uncertainty. That I would find out years later when she told the story to my children. Leo helped me get into the car and when he tried to take the book from me, so I could be more comfortable, it disappeared.
“Great! Now what do I do??!!” I threw my hands in the air. Leo looked so hurt at that moment when he closed my door that I hoped he didn’t think I was fighting with him. That moment which should have been special was once again ru
