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A Lesson on the Half-Century Party Bus
A party-bus to celebrate my twin’s and my 50th birthday? Not my idea. I voted for Aruba.
The women in the thigh-length dresses and the F-Me heels? Celeste’s friends.
The women in the mom jeans and hoodies with Kindles? My friends.
The men swilling beer, and watching hockey on a tablet? Our significant others who could only be cajoled into attending by unlimited IPA.
Celeste’s best friend Amelia skewers herself on a pole while an old Madonna tune blares. Celeste and her other friends join in. And then, somewhat miraculously, so do I. The hell if I’m going gracefully into that goodnight.