Seeing Grace: Reflecting on Hurt with Hop
I tried to take a deep breath. “Her position’s been cut,” I sniffled. “I just found out this morning. Her position’s been cut.” My mother tried to console me over the phone as I stood outside the building her office was in. I turned my face in an attempt to conceal my tears from those who […]
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