She Used To Be My Girl

This isn’t meant to be a sad tale. I hope that you, Dear Reader, will forgive me if it ends up sounding like one. Weeks have passed since the last time I spoke to Aria. I kept putting it off due to anxiety while trying to formulate whatever I had in mind to say to her. Finally I got the nerve to send her a text, asking how she was doing and if there was any possibility for us to meet for coffee. There was plenty I wanted to say to her that speaking…