August 26, 2013 12:00 AM

Hope, excitement, fear, joy make reunions like first dates

To prepare for the event I focused on the trivial. I bought a new dress and toned my abs and triceps. If someone asked us “old gals” to lead a cheer, nothing would be left to chance, not even a jiggle. My petty plans included giggling like a 17-year-old if my third-grade crush says that I, “look good,” with, or without the qualifier, “for your age.” I’m not picky.

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