Kourtney’s beautiful face flashes in my head, and I can’t help the smile that tugs on the corner of my lips. Every day, something always reminds me of her. A song, a movie, something someone says that sparks a memory of a moment we shared. I think about Celeste too, and wonder if they’re still as close as they used to be. I’m glad they had each other in college, but it pained me to be separated from them, on the outside looking in on what I could no longer be a part of. The three of us were once attached at the hips. They’re weaved into all of my favorite high school memories. I can picture
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This man adores his women.
