A week before my final school dance, my prom, Jane stepped into the role of evil stepmother. My dad married Jane six years ago, long after he and my mother separated. When Jane moved in, so did her daughter, Amy. \u201cYou and Amy are the same age,\u201d my dad said. \u201cI think you two will get along really well.\u201d I don\u2019t think so,\u201d I said. \u201cShe\u2019s barely said a word to me.\u201d \u201cElsa,\u201d Dad said. \u201cGive it time.\u201d Jane enrolled Amy at my school because it was closer to home, and she thought it would give us something to bond over.<\/p>\n
Initially, Jane tried to be a good stepmother and even tried to include me in her and Amy\u2019s nail appointments. But the older we got, the closer they became \u2014 shutting me out completely. \u201cMaybe Amy\u2019s just going through something,\u201d my father said when we went for ice cream, and I confessed. \u201cMaybe she just needs extra time with her mom.\u201d I learned to live with it, getting used to the fact that even though Jane called me her daughter, I wasn\u2019t going to be.Then, we entered our final year at school, and prom quickly became the highlight of the social calendar.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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