Gloria and the Murph, honorary Minkuses
Hopefully this will not destroy my credibility as either a friend or a decent human being, but I have a confession to make: Until several weeks into our friendships freshman year, I didn’t know some of the most basic and vital information about my suitemates, the girls who would become two of my best friends at Yale.
Because the split was amicable and they’d come to move-in week together, I had absolutely no idea that one of my friend’s parents were divorced. I thought, “What is wrong with me? How could I miss this important feature of her family life?”
But this offense, to...
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