I still remember how proud she looked.
That made what happened next hurt even more.
Students gathered in the hallway outside the gym, taking photos and laughing. Someone was tossing a graduation cap in the air.
I was adjusting the sleeve of my gown when Lydia suddenly appeared beside the mop bucket my mom had left near the wall.
“This is your big day.”
At first, I thought she was moving it out of the way.
Then she grabbed the bucket’s handle.
Before I understood what she was doing, Lydia tipped the bucket forward.
