My classmates made fun of my birthmark for years

her everything.

She sat on the edge of my bed, took my hand, and looked at me for a long moment.

“You deserve a beautiful night, baby.”

“What if it’s a joke, Mama?”

“Then we’ll know who he is. But you’ll still know who you are.”

After that, she pulled an old dress from the back of her closet and stayed up for two nights altering it by hand beneath the kitchen continue reading …