
Reader Submission
Sometimes it isn’t the haircut that matters.
It’s who we are about to see when it’s done.
This letter comes from a woman in her mid-fifties who hadn’t seen her closest friend in almost twelve years.
The following is her story, shared with permission and lightly edited.
I was supposed to see my old friend after twelve years.
We met in our twenties. We got married around the same time.
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