Not long ago, I lost all of my best friends. All at once. They’re not dead. They’re not missing. It might have been easier that way. No, together they left me. Together they decided to ignore me the entire summer. Together they resolved that they no longer wanted to be associated with me. I’d always thought we’d been close. I loved them. I don’t know what changed during that summer. I don’t know what made them so certain they wanted nothing to do with me. I read your autobiography Smile far before this occurred. I loved you, Raina, and your strength and courage despite all the horrendously unfair obstacles thrown into your life. That can’t have been an easy childhood for you. I was rereading it more recently, wishing I’d been as strong