I was showing my daughter some old college photos. She was about five. We got to a picture of me and my ex, a guy I dated before I met her dad.<\/p>\n
I thought I\u2019d thrown it away.<\/p>\n
She pointed at him and said, \u201cI know him. This is the guy who gave me the bracelet at the fair.\u201d<\/p>\n
My stomach dropped. The fair?<\/p>\n
It had been months since we\u2019d gone to that tiny summer fair just outside of Millersville. One of those rickety, dusty pop-up things with overpriced cotton candy and sun-faded carnival rides. I remembered it mainly because she\u2019d won a giant plush banana at one of those impossible games.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"