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That bold feeling was gone Saturday morning.
I had bad dreams all night about my father telling me he was disappointed in me, about Molly throwing my stuff out the window, about Audrey spreading more lies that everyone believed, and about Garrett and Jonah laughing at me.
I tossed and turned until I finally gave up and shot from my bed at 5:30 a.m. Molly was passed out on her bed. I heard her coming in around two in the morning. Apparently, her nights were fun. Meanwhile, I stayed in and moped.
As quiet as I could, I showered, got dressed, and drove off-campus.
I stopped by a Starbucks drive-thru, got a cappuccino, a butter croissant, and then drove the thirty minutes to the ranch while eating. It wasn’t 6:30 a.m. when I parked my car beside the stable, but Tom was already there.
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