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Day 95: In the Dark

7/9/2015

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I was sitting in a dark, chilly movie theater with my friends. 

Next to me was Jared. He and I had known each other through middle school, when he seemed to go to great lengths to annoy and hassle me. I'm pretty sure he was the first person to whom I ever directed the word "asshole." Now that we were in high school, we had evolved into friends with shared interests, like soccer and drama. 

In the middle of the movie, I felt something starting to touch my hand. It was Jared’s hand. Slowly and gently, without even looking at me, he placed his warm hand on mine. Our hands remained there for the rest of the movie, while our attention stayed transfixed on the dragons and knights on the screen. When the film ended, he let go of my hand, and acted as if nothing had happened. 

It was like that moment was suspended outside of normal life, with neither he nor I ever mentioning it to each other.
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