XXVI. Too Good, Too Bad

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Sapphire   ***             “Thank you, Pops!” I kissed my father’s cheek before hopping out of his old white Toyota Corolla. He just dropped me off at NYU after Jared at highschool. It was the second day of classes and I had just this weird energy in me. I was feeling productive. I was like that six-four-year old girl who was excited to go to school for the first time. Maybe because classes would be serious now. Yesterday did turn out bad for me because of some jerk, but I still had a reason to go on with life. He is just a man, but I am a woman.             “Take care, sweetheart.” Dad called out as he waved at me.             I waved at my Dad with a wide a smile as I entered the campus. He still had to go to the site. My Dad’s job was in a construction site as a foreman. His dr

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