This story is originally on Tumblr, where I update it first. It'd been years since you'd crossed paths with the Kiszkas, and you were just fine with that, given how things had ended with Josh. Now, he's suddenly back in your life and neither of you are willing to bury the hatchet. But what would be easier, admitting that you may have been wrong? Or admitting that your feelings may not have died when your friendship did?
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