I didn’t plan this, I just ended up here.” She immediately told me to come over, and we sat outside on her porch, hiding from the heat under an umbrella.
These are the friendships that were formed when we were children.
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Maybe I’d gotten those vibes when I was hugging her extra-tight to see how she’d respond.
Our childhood was marked by her mom yelling at us for climbing the fence in her back yard, singing Good Charlotte while we tried to break into her forbidden attic and telling secrets late at night until my mom came in to tell us to be quiet.