We fit together in the quiet way people spend a lifetime searching for.
Two weeks after graduation, he was drafted to Vietnam.
The night before he left, we drove to the hill overlooking our town and talked until dawn.
Before sunrise, he touched the sleeve of the dress I’d brought to show him.
I wore that dress to my senior prom with Daniel.
« Don’t let anyone else see you walk down the aisle in this, » he said, smiling. « Save it for me. »
« I will, » I promised.
Then the military told his parents that he had been declared missing in action.
Years became decades.
Friends married, raised children, became grandparents.
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