It was Spring Break in the year 1999. Or was it 2000? I can’t remember for sure. I know I was in college, junior year, I believe. What I remember is the Florida sun. I remember sitting next to my grandmother on my Grandparents lanai. I remember watching Chad, who was across the pool in...
It was around twelve years ago when I opened my email and began a letter to my dear college girlfriends. While I can’t remember all the words written in that email, I know it began like this: Hello. My name is Summer and I am the daughter of an alcoholic. I have such a vivid...