Jerold L.

“clambered by, still having not said a word to him, still not mustering up the courage. Our story started long before we were estranged classmates. Once upon a time, we lived on the same street, and our parents were friends. We spent afternoons as begrudging playmates in one of our messy yards while the adults stayed inside and drank wine. Despite the fun time our parents assumed we were having,”
― Daryl Banner, Mr. Picture Perfect