She wasn't a high school sweetheart. She was a high school flame. We'd hooked up going to separate boarding schools in the same town. We'd gone our separate ways after school, but maintained contact. Back then it was via letters. We broke off contact after we both married others. Then one Christmas I got a card from her. I decided to see her next time I made it to her town, just
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