At Prom Only One Boy Asked Me to Dance and Thirty Years Later Our Paths Crossed Again

right now and right now keeps extending itself indefinitely.

“I kept thinking it was temporary,” he said. “A few months, maybe a year.”

He said it with a short, dry laugh that was not really amused.

“And then?” she asked.

“And then I looked up and I was fifty.”

He had worked whatever jobs were available to a man without a degree in a city that rewards credentials continue reading …