She got married soon after.
I ever so happily attended her wedding. She married the lawyer and it
s u c k e d .
I remember her looking so happy. She had this sparkle in her eye when she looked at him. Love. I've never seen her look at anyone like that except him.
And I was there to support her, trying my best to mirror her happiness.
And so with that, more time passed. We still took almost every weekend to spend time in that memorable garage. ------, her friend, and I. Stuffing our faces with Cheetos to muffle our laughter. Now plus one.
A h u s b a n d .
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