Shatter

Photo by Kaley Dykstra on Unsplash

I arrived a few minutes past the appointed time at the jazz conservatory in downtown Berkeley. This was to be the first time I would see him sing publicly, although he invited me dozens of times over three years to various functions. Somehow I found a way to decline every invitation.

I agreed to this one because he was moving on. I felt hurt, scared, grasping.

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