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We couldn’t get back to my SUV fast enough. I felt like a teenager again, stealing kisses from the girl I liked. Trying to hide before anyone caught us. Back then, even though I was young, I understood on some level that people wouldn’t understand. She’d been my babysitter, the girl who stayed with me after school when my mom worked and Arthur had other activities. Allie was a neighbor, and after two years of her staying with me after school, she became a crush.
Two years later, she became my first girlfriend. She was a senior, and I was a freshman in high school. We snuck around because we knew people would think it was weird that she was once my babysitter, but we didn’t care.
Our relationship ended when she graduated high school and went to college, but it taught me a valuable les
