He was the skinniest boy in our class, and everyone made fun of him. But when he took off his shirt in the back of my car, I could see the wiry strength in his arms, the flame kindling in his goofy eyes, and a universe of love and need and goodness written above his heart. I remember he touched my chest, and I almost cried. I loved him then.
Postscript: He’s always been so different from other boys.
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