FOR LOVE OR PEANUT BUTTER

The Ginger Who Ghosted Me

Eat, drink, and be merry! (Then vanish into the ether.)

Illustration by Emily Clouse

I’m not even certain the term “ghosting” had entered our lexicon yet, but I’d certainly never heard of it. Those were the days.

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