This is my friend Jennifer. We went to the same school from 8th grade through high school. She was kind of my friend, but I hadn’t spoken to her in over ten years. I saw her recently at 5-day Claire’s wedding celebration in Punta Cana.
We sat side by side on the beach, drinks in hand. We talked about random things; it was fun.
The next day, I saw her sitting with a group of our friends. I left my boyfriend in a beach chair with a beer and walked over to them. Welcomed into the group, I sat down next to Jennifer. We started talking.
She mentioned the name a guy we had both gone to eighth grade with at a small Catholic school. I was drunk, and I blurted out, “He fingered me in high school.”
“Me too!” said Jennifer. I laughed harder than I had ever laughed in my entire adult life.
In eighth grade, I had always sensed some sort of unspoken animosity between Jennifer and I. However, I had never confirmed it. When she said these words, I realized I had been jealous of her. I had misinterpreted her fearless confidence when she spoke to this guy for animosity towards me.
To me, this is very funny. Never assume what other people are thinking.
Things We Forget 
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