My Two Best Friends and I Promised to Reunite on Christmas After 30 Years – Instead of One of the Guys, a Woman Our Age Showed Up and Left Us Speechless

“He was always late,” Ted said, wiping his eyes and letting out a soft laugh.

“Yes,” I said, looking up at the empty windows. “But he still came, in his own way.”

Sometimes the reunion doesn’t happen the way you imagined.

Sometimes, it happens when you finally learn how to listen.

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