At My 20 Year Reunion, My Former Bully Laughed Until Her Husband Read My Name

toward him, lowering my voice just enough that the surrounding tables had to strain to catch it, which meant they leaned in, which meant everyone heard it clearly.

“Did she ever tell you,” I said, eyes still on Marissa, “that she used to call me ‘special ed’ in front of the whole cafeteria?”

The color that left Marissa’s face did not come back.

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