"do you remember that night, when we were kids?"

i did remember. we were together, all of us, in the basement. we were at a birthday party, if i recall. she had turned to her friends and named, in no uncertain terms, the boy she was going to marry. four heads turned and looked right past me as i turned to see him sit up, his eyes opened wide his mouth trembling. he did not want this. girls had cooties after all.

"i remember."

she smiled and lay her head against my chest.

"ok. so i lied."

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