Woman Sends Her Kid to a Dance Camp but Can’t Recognize Her When She Returns until She Discovers the Awful Truth
Evelyn had always done her best to provide for her daughter, Olivia. As a single mom, she struggled with the daily challenges of raising a child alone, but Olivia made it all worthwhile. When her daughter gets into a dance camp, both Evelyn and Olivia are over the moon. But things change when the little girl comes home…
If there was one thing that Evelyn took seriously in her life, it was her role as a mother. All she wanted to do was provide the best for her daughter, Olivia.
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As a single mother, she grappled with the daily challenges that came with raising a child alone, but her sweet girl made it all worthwhile.
Whenever she had a bad day, there was just one line that made everything better: “Mommy, I love you.”
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Now, at ten years old, Olivia’s innate talent for dancing was blossoming and had even secured her a scholarship to a prestigious dance academy’s summer camp.
“Darling,” she told Olivia over ice cream one day, “Dance camp is going to be incredible, but it means that we won’t see each other for three months. Are you okay with that?”
Her daughter smiled and nodded.
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“I’ll be dancing, Mom,” she said.
The separation was difficult, but Evelyn consoled herself with the thought that her child was pursuing her passion.
“I’ll be fine, Mom,” Evelyn told her mother, Maggie, over the phone. “And I know that Olivia is safe at camp. When I signed her up, I was told the camp counselor in charge of Liv’s age group would send weekly updates.”
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“Well, you’re braver than I am,” Maggie chuckled. “I wouldn’t have sent you away at ten years old.”
“I know,” Evelyn laughed in return. “But I’ve got to give my child wings.”
Three months passed, and finally, it was time for Olivia to return home. Evelyn spent the day baking cookies for her daughter’s arrival, eagerly waiting for the bus to appear at the end of the driveway.
