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Heather,
I miss you. I don't know if you ever really knew me, and I'll regret that forever, but I like to think this past month was some of the best moments of my entire life. It's not the same without you, Heath. Remember when we put up that new wallpaper in my bedroom that you insisted would match my aurora? To be honest, I hate it, but I love the memories behind it.
When I look at my room I think of you.
Or that time we drove to Lover's Lake to take cute photos from the camera we stole from your dad? He tried to be so angry, but he loved the photos. He scolded us with a grin on his face and then bought you your own Polaroid that weekend. You lucky bitch. We took so many photos this summer. So many photos.
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Your mom showed me a photo of us in pigtails from when we were seven. She found it while rearranging the furniture the day before and she had to show me the Tuesday before everything changed. I don't remember it, not for the reasons you think, but I wish I had asked you about it. I bought some crazy straws two days ago and I put two in one coke can every Tuesday night thinking that maybe you'll join me one day.
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Don't worry. I've got your scrunchies. They're safe in the top drawer of my vanity and I take one out everyday - I'm wearing the Zebra pattern we got from the Gap that one time even though your first words was about how ugly it was. It was the same day we got ice cream and teased Steve, making him get us a ton of testers. You got the mint chocolate chip four times, you dork.
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We never did get to have that movie night, did we? I can already guess what movie you'd pick - The Breakfast Club. You loved that movie and when I told you I hadn't seen it, you insisted that we'd watch it during our next movie night. Maybe one day I'll go rent it and watch it, but probably not while it's 1985.
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Heather Holloway, you were a great friend - the best of them actually. I don't know what I, or Agatha, did to deserve someone as kind as you who didn't even laugh while others made fun of people like Eddie Munson, but thank you. Thank you for being Joan's friend. Thank you for making the summer of 1985 the best summer ever.
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Love you, Heath.
Your homegirl,
Joan Destiny Henderson
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