I love it when a story speaks to me on a personal level. I love it when I can identify so completely and heartbreakingly with the narrator for whatever reason.
This story is amazing in so many ways. It plays with time. It plays with memory. It plays with the way we reflect on our pasts and how we wish for changes that we can’t make. Not to mention it portrays childhood in the late ’80s with pitch-perfect accuracy.
Go. Read. Enjoy!