"During this particular chat we make Beltway jokes. I can feel his smile and remember the way he used to sit next to me at a restaurant bar. His arm wrapped around the back of my chair as he leaned in and beamed. Everything was an inside joke and by the end of the evening the bartender was a member of our secret club."
Read more at Tue/Night where I'm talking about break ups and heart break and that time I ate Coldstone Creamery every day for a month.