Rate of Exchange
The White Mountains
i traded high peaks
for low tides, only to drown
a downhill memoir
About the Creator
CJ Miller
Author • Dog mom • Castaway
"Think of this: that the writer wrote alone, and the reader read alone, and they were alone with each other."
- A.S. Byatt
If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
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