I stood outside the entrance, clutching my folder, feeling more uncertain than I had in years.
Ainsley stood beside me.
She had taken the morning off work just to come with me—something I told her she didn’t need to do… but secretly appreciated more than I could say.
She was already enrolled there too, on a scholarship.
I looked at the building.
At the students walking in.
At everything unfamiliar and overwhelming ahead of me.
“I don’t know how to do this, Bubbles.”
She slipped her arm through mine.
“You gave me a life. This is me giving yours back. You can do this, Dad. You can!”
And together…
We walked in.
Some people spend their entire lives waiting for someone to believe in them.
I raised mine.
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