A Sleepover
A sleep over.I hadn’t seen her since college, we were grownups, and yet when we got back in touch the first thing she suggested was “we should do a sleepover. Like old times.” I said yes. Of course I said yes. I’d had a crush on her since high school. I never told her. It would make things weird. But any excuse to spend some time with her was welcome. Of course, if there had been an excuse that didn’t involve sleeping on the floor, that would have been m