All Fairy Tales Are Lies
Language: en
When the photographer called for us to pose, my graduation cap slipped off. I bent down to pick up the tassel. By the time I stood back up, my boyfriend, Andy, and our professor’s daughter, Molly, were already standing shoulder-to-shoulder dead center in the front row. The camera flash went off, freezing the exact moment they turned to smile at each other. Meanwhile, I was squeezed onto the absolute edge of the frame. It looked as though I was just a random pedestrian who had accidentally wandered into the shot. They were the golden couple of the law school. Andy was a once-in-a-century…