
At First, the Note on My Car Seemed Like a Prank, Then I Realized ‘Don’t Let Her Go to Prom’ Was a Warning
Summer had arrived in full force, thick with heat and the sound of lawnmowers. But this wasn’t just any summer—my daughter Emily’s prom was only weeks away. Shopping for her dress felt surreal. I remembered being her age, waiting for my prom date—who later became my husband. Now, I was the mother watching my daughter…