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KATYA

We walk in silence. Familiar silence. The kind that carries a weird nostalgia I wasn’t expecting.

I’ve done this before — walking side by side in this same parking lot with a man I couldn’t figure out no matter how hard I tried. The memory creeps in, makes me smile, then immediately buries me under a wave of secondhand embarrassment. Time really is cruel, isn’t it?

I still remember it. Th