My Silent Flight to Freedom
Language: en
It was the summer before my transition to graduate school, and the entire family was gearing up for a road trip to the coast. In the backseat of the SUV, my younger brother and sister were practically vibrating with excitement, loudly debating which viral restaurant they were going to hit first once we arrived. I walked up to the car, my duffel bag slung over my shoulder, and pulled open the passenger door. Every single seat was taken. My father blinked, staring at me for a second before lightly tapping his temple. "Oh, sweetheart. I completely forgot you were coming with us." He…