Tessa

It was time to go home, I couldn’t wait to catch up with Mom, and I was thinking about telling her about my new life at college. I didn’t know how she would take it. Would she be proud that her little girl had grown up? Or would she be disgusted about the whore that Carter accused me of being, even if he didn’t know it was me? He’d called polygamous relationships nothing but porn, nothing but an excuse to have loads of sex.

I rode the bus, and I waved as I saw Mom standing and motioning for me.

Welcome Home, Tessa!

She had a sign-waving it in...