Nobody Invited Me to My 20-Year High School Reunion – When I Finally Walked Through the Doors, I Instantly Understood Why They Wanted Me Kept Away

from senior year.

Alison smiled faintly at it.

“God, look at us,” she murmured. “You with those thick glasses. Me with that awful perm.”

“You always had nicer hair than me,” I said. “And you were the only person who ever sat with me at lunch.”

“Somebody had to,” she replied softly. “Those kids were monsters.”

The memory hung between us for a moment longer continue reading …