Ah, summer romance.
The Boy and I got together as a summer romance; he's the only one I've ever had, and I'm not if it counts if you are still together a year later. Anyway, I think summers are a magical time, and it makes me sad that I'm not having a proper one this year. However, the lovely Washington Post is making up for it with this story by Amy Bloom.
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