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As I fiddled with the window of my mother’s car, rolling it up and down, my mind was consumed by thoughts of what the approaching year might bring. I couldn’t help but question how we had reached this point—leaving our home behind to journey across the country to California
. It had been three months since I’d received the devastating news that would alter my life irreversibly, the same news that had me sobbing into my pillow at night and acting out in a way that felt more fitting for an eleven-year-old than a seventeen-year-old.
But what options did I have? I wasn’t yet an adult. There were still eleven months, three weeks, and two days before I turned eighteen and could escape to college, far from a mother who seemed absorbed in her own world, far from the strangers I would now have to share my life with—two men, no less—people I knew nothing about.
“remarked as she slid the key into the ignition, starting the car. “Plenty of things you do bother me too, and yet I have to endure it quietly,” I responded sharply. Her loud sigh was so familiar that I didn’t even react.
How could she force me into this situation? Did she not care about my feelings at all? “Of course I do,” she had insisted as we drove away from my cherished hometown.It had been six years since my parents separated, and their divorce was anything but typical or harmonious. It was deeply traumatic, but I had managed to move forward—or at least, I was making an effort to do so.
Adapting to change was a struggle for me; interacting with strangers filled me with dread. While not shy, I’m cautious about my personal life, and the prospect of spending every day with two near strangers made me feel so anxious that I felt like jumping out of the car just to escape the tension.
“I can’t understand why you won’t let me stay,” I implored, trying once more to persuade her. “I’m not a child. I’m capable of taking care of myself. Besides, I’ll be in college next year, living independently in a different country. It’s essentially the same,” I reasoned, hoping she would see my point, knowing every word was true.
“You only have one more year in high school, and I don’t want to miss it. I want to cherish this time with my daughter before she leaves for her studies.”
I’ve told you countless times, Noah—you’re my child, and I want you to be part of this new family. For goodness’ sake! Do you really believe I’d allow you to move so far away without any adult supervision?
Throughout my life, I had shed so many tears that I resolved never to cry again. These reflections took me back to when everything spiraled into chaos. I still lamented not joining my mother on that ill-fated cruise to Fiji. It was there, on a ship among the vast expanse of the South Pacific, that she crossed paths with the fascinating and mysterious William Leister.
If I had the chance to turn back time, I wouldn’t think twice about saying yes when my mother appeared in April with two vacation tickets. They were a gift from her dear friend, Alicia, who had suffered serious injuries—a broken leg, arm, and two ribs—in a car accident. Naturally, she and her husband were unable to make the trip to the islands, so she generously passed it on to my mom.
intense back-to-back games. We had just climbed to first place from second, a feat that hadn’t been achieved for as long as I could remember. It was one of the greatest joys of my life. Yet now, faced with the fallout of staying home, I would gladly return my trophy, leave the team, and fail both English Lit and Spanish just to prevent that wedding from ever taking place.
reminding me, “You have to understand that