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Falling in Love in Three Minutes and Three seconds.
I was 13. It was my first boy / girl dance in George Harbison’s basement. “Never My Love,” spun up on the record player. The girl who morphed from a sixth-grade soccer opponent to the most beautiful thing I could imagine approached my dark corner.
“We should dance.”
Every hormone screamed, “Yes!” I managed a shrug and took her hand.
We melted into one another’s arms. She felt warm and soft and smelled like strawberries.
In three minutes and three seconds I discovered the definition of heaven.
We touched foreheads when it was over. An unspoken beginning. Awkward. Authentic.