“Why didn’t Liz hand it to me when she took the mail in, I was sitting right there?” Jess inquired as she took the envelope,
“Yes, well…” Liz started.
“There’s no need, Elizabeth.” Mrs. Anderson chided. Mr. Anderson said nothing during this whole proceeding.
A look of utter shock grew over Jessica’s face as she opened the envelope and examined the contents.
“What the hell is this? How did this all happen?”
“Well, Jess,” Elizabeth began, stammering at first, but then mastering her voice, “I kind of entered you in that contest. That letter came today, announcing that you’ve been chosen as a semi-finalist.”
“And WHY did you enter me?” Jessica demanded. “Do you think I’m some kind of baby or something?”