Rachel’s Project

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…finding zen where she can.

I Told You

I told you that what I don’t know about Maddy could fill Giants Stadium. I may be her best friend, but she is a very private person.

Yes, there are things I know that I will not share. I have gotten several messages from readers about what I think happened on that woeful night in the summer of ’96.

I’m not here to surmise. Nor would I cross that line. I can only tell you what I know.

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The Beginning

Our first conversations were full of evasion. She was a mystery wrapped inside an enigma. At first she seemed angry, but not so elusive. The next attempt to talk was a quick shoot down.

We ran into each other a few more evenings in the woods. Perhaps not completely by accident. I was still trying to find a way to talk about her.

There were several nights I met her in the same part of the shore line, anger and hurt welled up in her eyes. The fourth time we met in the woods, I finally let it fly.

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What I don’t know…

This project is about my friend Maddy. It is an exploration of new modern writing mediums, a multi viewed story of my friend Maddy.

Now what I don’t know about Maddy could fill Giants Stadium. So, I’ll start at the beginning.

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Project X

What do you think it’s going to be like to empty all these stories into the public eye?

I am a little scared as to what we will find at the end of this journey. I can see this project growing, but with so much work ahead.

Let the stories roll. Let the questions flow.

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  • Red Queens & Broken Hearts
    Rachel really got the shit end of the stick when it came to me. It's not that I didn't love her, we wouldn't still be friends otherwise. It's just that looking back I see so blatantly that I kept parts of me private from her. I couldn't risk the chance of investing my full self.
  • Survey – Firsts
    My first car, was a '66 Ford Mustang. I wanted a Mustang just like all the guys in the neighborhood had growing up. Stephen bought me the '66 from his aunt. He gave it to me for our one year anniversary.
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