When My Parents Left Me at Hardee’s
When my parents drove me to college, they left me at Hardee’s. For three hours. And I was the only other person in the car.
The morning I left for Baylor University, I was incredibly sad. After saying goodbye to my two younger brothers, my cat, and my best friend who’d spent the night, Mom, Dad, and I climbed into the minivan to make the 12-hour drive from Pensacola, Florida, to Waco, Texas. I was leaving everything familiar and venturing into the unknown—college, dorm life, strangers, and Tex..