Author: Carla Robinson


I remember when I first wrote this post, under the same name, when I knew our friendship was over, but before you’d ever said so. I remember writing it, without knowing the full details, accepting a future I knew was inevitable. I bet, K, you assumed that I wrote that piece after what you did—all of it. But I didn’t. I wrote it at Christmas. A Christmas I’m sure you remember well, because you spen...

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