I was shocked when my best buddy casually brought up our 20-year high school reunion.
Except for me, every member of our graduating class had been aware of it for months. I nearly remained at home. Then I entered the ballroom and realized why no one wanted me there.
My exercise studio’s large windows let in gentle afternoon light, which painted golden patterns on the shiny floor.
While drinking coffee behind my desk, I observed a few customers lounging close to the mirrors.
I felt totally comfortable in my own skin for the first time in years.
Alison entered the room with two paper cups as the bell above the door chimed.
That visit would completely change my life, even though I didn’t realize it at the time.
Alison entered with two paper cups.She placed a cup in front of me and remarked, “I assumed you’d already had your third.”
But I brought you another anyway.”I laughed and said, “You know me too well.”
She sat down in the chair across from me and looked at the pictures hanging on the wall.
There were framed magazine features, client before and after photos, and an old senior year photo of the two of us.You’re too familiar with me.””Look at us, God,” said Alison.
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