It was the beginning of Intervisitation.  This was the time when boys and girls were allowed to go into each others’ rooms without supervision.

Topher, my friend, taunted Eddie, a boy who liked me.

“Did you know Natasha has a silk pillow on her bed?  Or is it satin?  It’s so soft.  I rested my head on it.”

Eddie never got to see my satin pillow.  For me, Intervis was uneventful.


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