
Brian and I bought our first house house about twelve years ago. It was a 2-flat in the
River West neighborhood in Chicago. We immediately hit it off with the couple who were living in the building (even though she once blamed our dog of peeing in her purse -- we found out later it was really her EX-husband, if you can imagine). And while it was only four months later before they bought their own place and moved out, those four months were amazing. We spent the summer hanging out in the back yard, practically sharing every meal and staying up until the wee hours of the night laughing and talking. We've stayed friends throughout the years, but it's been almost three since we saw her last. Tonight, our friend
Basia came over for dinner. It was simple evening. We ordered
Thai. And had a great time catching up. I can't wait to do it again.
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I remember her! God, was it really twelve years ago? How things have changed...
Right! Brandon was living with us while you moved to Chicago. Isn't that crazy?
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