My Best Man

At the time I wrote this, I thought we’d be best friends forever. Unfortunately, over the years, the relationship changed. She only contacted me when she needed something. And yes, my best man was a woman. It freaked out the pastor to no end. It was kind of funny, in hindsight.

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