She sat at the head of the table, painting her nails deep red. Without looking up, she pushed a stack of greasy plates toward me.
“Wash these before bed. Haley has an important brand shoot tomorrow, and I refuse to let the kitchen look like a dump.”
Thomas glanced up from his tablet.
“Just do it, Clara,” he muttered. “And keep the noise down.”
I stood there, exhausted, my fingers gripping the strap of my bag. Inside was the gold-embossed envelope I had carried all day.
“Dad,” I said softly. “My graduation ceremony is this Friday. Because of security, I only get one guest ticket. I was hoping you would come—” Graduationannouncement templates
Before I could finish, Thomas stood and snatched the envelope from my hand.
He didn’t open it.
He didn’t even look at the university seal.
He simply handed it to Haley.
