“We had hugged before, but that night was different. I didn’t want to let go.”
My presentation to James was not much of a sympathetic encounter. We were teenagers, working in a Bankstown mall. I was prone to complaining (I didn’t know what it was then, but I did know it bothered me) and I was late for work every day. I was a terrible salesman, prone to telling customers …
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