There was an older high school boyfriend whom I adored. We would talk late into the night, on my own phone line. It was a secret we shared. He asked me to the prom, and I went on a special trip to Dallas with my mom to search for the perfect dress. I finally settled on a long black sequined gown that I hung expectantly in my closet. I had circled the date on my calendar. Then my boyfriend and I had a rocky week, and he disinvited me. He flew in a beautiful girl, who had already graduated from Austin High, to be his date. I stayed home. Eventually, my dad convinced me to put on the dress and
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