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Meeting the Welcome Wagon

I fidgeted with the frayed edges of my denim skirt, trying to smooth out the wrinkles as I sat in Principal Wilhite's office. Dad and Pops sat on either side of me, their chairs creaking in unison. Sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting long shadows on the faded carpet. It looked like a perfe...

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