I took a huge gulp of my rum and coke, wincing at the burn. Throughout our lives, no one could figure out how we were so close, but when friendships begin with cupcakes-chocolate, at that-no truer bond develops. Mel was the crazy one, always into something, while I was mostly comfortable reading a book or watching a movie. A rattlesnake and a bunny had more in common than we did.
We’d been peanut butter and jelly since I shared my chocolate cupcakes with her in the first grade. That or Mel’s drink was a hell of a lot stronger than mine. In the dim, almost but-not- quite seedy bar lights, I stared openmouthed at my best friend in what had to be the most unattractive manner.
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