NANCYLICIOUS

And Then

We said the appropriate goodbyes and happy birthdays before two of us headed out of the apartment. I don’t remember what time it was. “Let me walk you to your car,” he said. I pointed mine out from behind the foliage and walked waywardly toward it. He accompanied me at every awkward half-step. I took [...]

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Summer Boy

All summer long Feelings grew strong All though that time I was not blind I know I’m not your type I know I’m not your type I know I’m not your type I’ll never be your type – “My Summer Girl,” The Rentals The night was so late it grew early as we sat on [...]

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