December 9, 2023

🎄 In 2023, I thought a lot about my wicked stepmother

In April this year, I saw you.

I was sitting outside a coffee shop, and as I glanced up from my laptop, there you were. I don’t know if you saw me, but if you did then you pretended not to.

I’ve thought about seeing you many times over the years, about what I would say to you, or if I would say anything at all. But nowhere, in amongst all my imaginings about this moment, did I account for the way that seeing you would shrink me.

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