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Friends are for Catching, not Falling


I remember when Tuesdays meant more than Tuesday. You worked around my schedule; I waited on yours. I’d sleep through mornings, roll out at noon: six hours before you called. Homework was hard. Tuesdays I did labs. I recalled formulas to your laugh, mixtures to hugs, chemical imbalances for kisses (on the cheek). I would finish my work quickly, in hopes you’d call sooner but, you were...