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What if Cinderella had no curfew that night at the ball?

Updated: Sep 24, 2020

What a sincere evening last night was. The realization that I have a cultivated and maintained a best friendship for ten years. We are closer now than ever before. As different as we’ve become, we have never dismissed one another. Looking around at an overwhelmingly modish party with a color scheme, floral arrangements and take-home gift bags. No voice in the back of my mind telling me to enjoy this now, but you’ll pay for it later. “You’re now indebted to the person who did all this for you.” Just simply someone who loves me, doing something nice for me, and that is that. Mixing family and friends together in one room without a constant panic that stories will overlap. My lies will be exposed. No telling my family that it’s Martinellis sparkling cider in my Champaign’s glass. No redundant conversations of why I’m not married yet? Or don’t have a family yet? Pretending to show enthusiasm when someone expresses interest in setting me up with a cute girl they work with. It only took me thirty years to get here, but I’m here.

-Zachary Crane

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