November, 1930

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I started dating one of our old friends from high school. I'm not exactly sure how it happened. He started showing up at the bakery from time to time. Then 'time to time' became a couple of times a week. 'A couple of times a week' became very often, and suddenly he was always there.

At some point, something changed, and we were no longer friends. I don't quite remember who asked who.

But I do remember this: for the first time in a while, I was happy.


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