people say anything?” I asked.
“At first, nobody said a word,” Ava said. “Then someone started clapping.”
Mom leaned forward.
“And Prom Queen?”
Ava looked down.
This time, she was smiling.
“Missy won, Mom.”
I pictured my daughter standing quietly at the back of the room in gym clothes, applauding another girl’s dream while her own dress crossed the stage.continue reading …