this is dedicated to my mom.
even though, seeing as this story is being written on my cellular device, she won't see this.
or, perhaps, if it's published (by some miracle), she will.
this is for her.
"where do you want to go to college?" she asked. i blanked.
"i'm not even sure what i want to do," i told her. "i mean, i want to be a writer, but how do i create a career from that?"
she smiled.
"just write a book now. become a famous author now."
it's unlikely — i knew this as soon as she said it — but i'm writing this story nevertheless.
for you, for me, and for her.
—me
YOU ARE READING
7:15
Teen Fictionand, despite the horrors of yesterday, the sun still rose. ___ Daisy Zucker's life is turned around for the first time when she breaks her wrist on the curb after almost being run over by a pair of teenage boys. And it's turned around for the second...
