When I slip into my father’s den, I am washed deeper in memories. The leather couch, the dark wooden cabinets, organized desk, computer hutch, flat-screen television—it’s the home of a night I’ll never forget. I was fourteen, and I’d just fought with my father in that same hallway. When I returned to the den, Lily was waiting timidly on the couch, our sci-fi show paused on the TV. We’d always been more than just friends. We were best friends. She had all of me by then. I had most of her. And I let Lily drown my pain with a kiss. And then something more. I lost my virginity here. Right here. In
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