Kapitel 29: Chapter 29: Full Disclosure

MOMENTS LATER, WE SAT cross-legged on my bed. I ran my hand over the patchwork quilt that my mom made for me when I was twelve. It was extra soft from being washed so much over the years, and the texture never failed to comfort me. My parents had upgraded my bed to a queen on my twelfth birthday so I would have room for Ruthie to sleep over. It had made me feel so much older. But right now, I felt really young. Of all the memories shared in this room, lots of giggles, lots of tears, lots of secrets - today topped them all. I could feel my life shifting in an irreversible way, but toward what exactly I didn't know.