eightThere are some disappointments that don’t leave you—no matter how many years have passed since they happened.
When I was in high school, Rodney Graham asked me to attend the Christmas formal with him. Rodney was an athlete and very popular with both male and female students. We were lab partners in biology, and so we interacted fairly regularly. He was nice to me. He made me laugh.
I was crazy about him.
When he invited me to attend the dance, I was both shocked and ecstatic. I’d had dates to go to other dances, but they were always with less popular, less attractive boys. My mother and I went shopping for the dress, and we found the most beautiful satin dress—round skirt, fitted bodice, beautiful full sleeves. The dark blue color set off my skin and eyes, and I spent hours on my h
