Day 7 - Andy

O, Andy. In second grade, I received my first love note. I've played around with the idea of typing up a transcript of it (of course I kept it, I'm nostalgic), but I think a summary will do just fine. He stated that he was writing me a note, asked for me to write him back and reminded me to keep it on the dl. Christie flipped when I showed it to her. I wrote back to Andy which made us some sort of fragile grade school couple. He moved that summer and in spite of exchanging addresses, the affair fizzled out. I still remember Andy fondly because he didn't hang around to mess anything up.