Love in Second Grade
We sacrificed for each other. Other kids made fun of us. I was taunted to the point of tears by classmates chanting "Deana and Alan sitting in a tree..." As I sat crying at my desk, classmate Chad Small (brother of Brad Small, if any of you know who he is) approached me and, desperately trying to help, solemnly suggested that I run away from home. I don't know how that would have helped, but I appreciated his concern.
Alan and I eventually went separate ways, and in third grade my family moved out of state. On my last day at school, he gave me a teddy bear.
Occasionally I've wondered what became of Alan. Then last night, I came across a web site for alums of the high school in that town. I was scanning the names and there he was. With an email address. So...should I? Would you?