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Part V · Reclamation

Late Night Drives

May 25th, 2025 11:35 pm I texted her, “I’ve got a surprise for you.” Waiting for the rejection. She answered, “What is it?” And sounded happy. “I can’t tell you — just meet me at work at midnight.” She showed up. “I’m kidnapping you. We’re going for a drive. I brought your favorite snacks — hot cocoa, sour gummy worms, and more. I know you’ve been feeling down.” She smiled wide. As we pulled out of the lot, the vanilla scent lingered, wrapping the car like a memory. It pulled me back to that night at Berks, when our friendship felt so natural— where we both were heard, where we were finally seen.

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