Acceptance Denied

The envelope arrived during breakfast. Thick. Heavy. The kind that meant yes instead of no.

Jonah tore it open. Hands shaking. Read the first line.

"Dear Mr. Voss, we are pleased to offer you admission to Prescott Academy."

Prescott. The elite preparatory school. Ninety-eight percent of graduates went Ivy League. The one he'd dreamed about since middle school.

"I got in," he said. Voice cracking.