They Called Me “The Whale”-But the Head Cheerleader Chose Me for Prom. Twenty Years Later, Fate Gave Me a Chance to Repay Her

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Then he climbed into his car and drove away.

I spent the next two hours pacing around my living room.

At one point, I considered calling him.

At another, I considered driving to the venue myself.

I did neither.

Then, shortly after nine o’clock, my phone rang.

It was Evan.

The moment I answered, I heard voices in the background.

Music.

Conversation.

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