Room 314 and the Graduation Tickets for Hannah Morgan
“You carried a very heavy load for a very long time,” Rachel said.
“You don’t have to carry it anymore.”
I looked around the small barracks room.
The empty metal locker and the packed duffel bags marked the end of this chapter.
I had no more tests to pass here.
I pushed my chair back from the desk, stood up, and stretched my legs.
I wasn’t an average disappointment.
I had the highest marks in my entire graduating class.