This Is Us

To All the Triangles I’ve Loved Before

I was yin. She was not yang. She didn’t even know who yang was.

It was fourth grade, and I was dating Ashley Hoover because I was afraid of her.

She could do this thing.

If Ashley wanted to date you, you dated her, no questions. She was a tiny, toothy girl with long, black hair, and she could do this thing with…