thinking about Lindy

March 1st, 2016
I call her Lindy

my best friend

Seventh grade started at Del Mar junior high school, and terrified, I spent an hour doing sit-ups the night before, because I just knew I was too fat to go.  The next morning, I tried hiding my disgusting body with a buttoned up yellow cardigan and sat with my hands between my knees on the bus that stopped in front of my driveway. Continue reading “thinking about Lindy” »

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