When I first met Dom, I couldn’t stand him. After meeting him once, he acted like he knew me “Who does this kid think he is?” Then there were the hugs. Creepiness. “Don’t touch me!” Then one day, when I was having a rough time, I knew I could count on him for a hug. Over the years, we grew close. Actually, it was just in the last couple of years. We’ve had a lot of fun together, and I know he’s always good for a strong, true hug. Now, he’s moving across the country. I had my last Dom hug today. Then I cried almost all the way home. Life is funny. I’ll miss my pal, Dom.
1 comment:
Aw, I know! I remember the Creepy Dom days...somewhere along the way, he outgrew the creep rep! :-)
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