Every seat seemed occupied.
Students whispered excitedly while parents photographed the stage.
A large screen displayed the championship logo.
Mrs. Ramirez sat on my left.
My sons sat on my right, their knees bouncing beneath their chairs.
Daniel and Vanessa occupied seats in the third row.
Mason sat between them.
I could see the back of Daniel's head.
The silver at his temples caught the stage lights.
For thirteen years, I had wondered how I might feel if we ever occupied the same room again.
I hadn't expected the answer to be so simple.
He felt like a stranger.
A stranger who happened to know the most vulnerable parts of my past.
The ceremony began with speeches.
A university dean thanked the schools, teachers, volunteers, and donors.
Daniel's family foundation received a brief acknowledgment.
Vanessa applauded enthusiastically.
Then the awards began.
Bronze medals.
Silver medals.
Special recognition for research communication.
