Class reunions are really just a series of formalities. Once Philip finished his performance, the event lost its luster for me. As a Wall Street elite, he was constantly surrounded by a swarm of people.
Annie nudged me, asking if I wanted to head over and say hello, but I shook my head.
We weren't close at all. How could I have the nerve to approach him so casually?
To me, he was like a god among men, and even entertaining the idea of building a connection with him felt completely surreal.
Annie, being the social butterfly she is, eventually wandered off to hang out with some other friends.
I sat quietly in the corner, nursing my wine.
Not far away, Julian seemed to be putting on a show, sitting intimately with Shara and whispering in her ear.
When Shara's shrill, joyful laughter r
