However, the honking continued. I forced myself to the window to wipe away my tears, hoping to get a glimpse of whatever going on outside.
However, I was taken aback as I peered out. A gorgeous black limousine was parked just in front of our home.
I assumed that must have been an error of some kind. That limo was definitely not for me. I had discussed acquiring one with my pals, but their parents had refused.
However, I couldn’t help but run downstairs to find out what was happening. My dad was standing on the porch, looking as perplexed as I did,
