I never married or danced to another man after my high school boyfriend disappeared on the night of the prom in 1985; last week, a little girl handed me the boutonnière he was wearing that night.

I looked down at my dress. “We literally wore label clothes.

He pointed his head at the decoration. “The balloons look expensive.

I laughed so hard that the couple next door also started laughing, although they hadn’t heard the joke.

That happened often when I was with Michael.

Happiness radiated from him without asking permission.

Towards the end of the evening, they announced the king and the queen of the dance.

Neither of us expected to win.

When they said our names, Michael looked back because he thought they were wrong.

“They mean you,” I whispered.

He leaned toward me. “I knew that hanging out with the smart girl would end up paying off.

You are impossible.

He squeezed my hand all the way to the stage.

Someone placed a plastic crown on my head. Michael's head leaned to the side immediately.

The photographer tried to straighten it out three times. Every time, Michael unintentionally twisted her again.

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