already getting difficult to keep posting. every fiber in me says this is a worthless venture and I need to just give up. I used to think New Years was the worst time of year – I’m beginning to think any time where I’m dealing with the past is a LOUSY time of year ;(
anyhoo – chapter 4:
4 ~ Things Best Forgotten ~
“Damn, I don’t believe I grabbed this.” I sat down on the bench in front of my locker, staring at the swim suit in my hand.
“What’s wrong?” Jared glanced at me while sliding himself into his suit. “Looks like perfectly good speedo to me.”
“It is, I suppose. But I hadn’t planned on bringing a speedo in the first place and in the second place this is the one Annie got me … a few years ago. Personally, I’ve never figured why since I…
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