I am pleading with you. You shouldn’t be here.””It’s not the place for me,” I said again. “Hilarious. The focal point is my face.
Her gaze darted quickly from me to the board and back again. “That’s not what you think it is.”Then give an explanation.It’s sentimentality.
It’s a joke. It has no meaning for anyone.Funny. “The focal point is my face.””Organizer, your name is on the banner.”
She tugged more forcefully. Would you mind if we just went outside? In the parking lot, I can explain anything.”No.
By now, a few people in the vicinity of the pub had noticed us.
The child who used to toss paper balls at the back of my head during homeroom was Mark, and I knew him. He appeared softer and older.”Organizer, your name is on the banner.”
He grinned after squinting at me.Hold on. Simone, is it you?
I gave a nod.Oh my god. You look amazing. I had no idea you were coming.”I wasn’t supposed to. I didn’t receive an invitation from Alison, correct?
My hair went as crimson as Alison’s face.I had no idea you were coming.”
Alison’s hold on my arm gradually relaxed.What does this mean? I pointed to the memory board. “Why would you make fun of me now when you defended me back then?
“Where did you even obtain those pictures?””I had them,” she muttered. “From back then.
“You retained these. For twenty years.”Everyone retained something from their time in high school.Not such things.”Why would you suddenly make fun of me?
Alison’s poise gave way one more inch.She leaned in closer and continued, “You have to understand.”
“I did not think you would come, especially if I said I wasn’t coming.”that I wouldn’t discover that you had created a parody board for me.”
She looked around and saw how many people had moved in closer.
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