At seventeen, most people are focused on prom, college applications, and the exhilarating, terrifying threshold of adulthood. I was focused on the weight of a choice that would define the next fifteen years of my life. I was a senior in high school, very much in love with a boy named Mark, and convinced that our future was a map we would draw together. Then, a week before Christmas, the world tilted on its axis.Family games The phone call came while I was on my bedroom floor, surrounded by rolls of wrapping paper and the scent of pine. Mark’s mother...
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