Pressure Comments

It's May 18th,2022. I'm poised, alone, heart pounding, in front of my laptop, waiting for courage, my finger hovering over the return key, like a child hoping the timing of my keystroke will bring me luck.

I took this summer off - which drove my mom absolutely CrAzY. "You CAN'T! " she'd said last month, only to be overruled by my Grandmère. Now I'm home for summer break and tonight she's flush with exasperation.
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