July 4, 2009
On the 4th, I went to my friend’s grandma’s house to celebrate. We sat in the basement, listening to music, while it was chilly and rainy outside. So much for a pool party. When it got drier outside we all migrated to the front yard. Looking up at the sky, seeing the beautiful fireworks light up the night, looking at the adults— and even teenagers, my friends— who were paired up, I closed my eyes at 11:11 PM and wished that A could be there with me, and if not, that one day, we’d be able to kiss under fireworks.