I Was the Kite and My Father Was the Ball of String

When I was fourteen and a freshman in high school, a senior named Danny invited me to his prom. Danny was one of the “cool” kids at Norwalk High; he drove to school (in a Camaro!), smoked in the courtyard, and skipped classes at will. I was a decidedly uncool kid who rode the bus,…

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