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When I was 12 I went steady with Paul Minardi.
He gave me his blue St. Christopher’s medal, which is what boys gave their girlfriends back then, back before St. Christopher was de-sainted.
I don’t remember how long we went steady, only that he broke up with me and shattered my 12-year-old heart.
It was the Worst. Breakup. Ever.
Until the next one, that is.
I sobbed and mourned and grieved over the marriage and family I would never have with him, which probably made my parents and siblings want to stuff me in a soundproof rubber room.
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