Part 2
Monday morning I woke up before my alarm because I kept seeing that poster in my head.
KINDNESS MATTERS.
Big letters. Bright stars. Like it was a promise.
I stood in my kitchen in the blue light of the microwave clock, staring at two foil-wrapped wedges of pepperoni pizza cooling on a paper plate. I’d bought them the night …
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