February 2012
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Coming of age in under 600 characters
Let’s go for a walk, she said. Why not, I agreed. I liked walks. I liked her. And I was sick of dancing.
When the chaperones weren’t looking we snuck out of the gym through a side door. I held her hand. We didn’t talk. At the edge of the parking lot I began to joke about the DJ playing ”Easy” by the Commodores twice when she pulled me close and kissed me.
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