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“Hey, no fair, it’s my birthday and I don’t even get a piece,” I say
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I want to tell her everything, but also I just can’t. And suddenly I’m angry; why am I so far away? Why does it have to be this way? Why, why, why?
Jr. Serial
Now she’s annoyed at me. I hadn’t shown her I cared in the slightest, and I don’t know how to go back on what’s been
Jr. Serial
Maybe there’s something to be said for the friends thing, after all. Even if I have around a million years more life experience
Jr. Serial
I space back in as Aunt Chana makes a sharp right, past an unfamiliar park. Wait, where are we going?
Jr. Serial
It had been an awkward night, an awkward morning, Raizy and I tap dancing around each other, being perfectly polite and perfectly cold
