My 12-year old son broke his wrist today. As I was sitting in the ER with him waiting for Dr. Wells to come and pull and turn his bones back into place, a memory came back of a boy I dated when I was nineteen and an entire story that went along with it. Even though it will go out of chronological order, its a good one. However, I am so exhausted from the day that I can't tell you about it until tomorrow. This is a "teaser"...which I swear I wasn't when I was dating him....
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Hope he is alright!!
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