Becoming Allie
You weren’t over your ex.
I didn’t know that yet.
We met at Drake’s Dealership for drinks.
Afterward, I drove you to the Bart station in my grandmother’s car.
(I couldn’t find my keys when I was leaving home.)
We hugged awkwardly to bid farewell.
Everything ended before it even started.
Notes I never posted from 3/6/2020 (“Before”): It’s hard to turn the page at the end of a beautiful chapter. Abby left Buenos Aires today.
“No matter who they are or where they come from, you have something to learn from everyone you meet.” This is one of my two
I will never forget the way you hugged me when I told you. I hadn’t even finished my spluttering sentence, but your arms were around
Part 2 of 2. See the beginning of the story here. Our second date could not have gone any worse. He was overbearing. He had