HUMOR

What’s The First Lie You Remember Believing?

I was 6. The liar? My best friend.

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First grade.

Henry Seavey and I were swinging on the swings, swinging and jumping at the highest point and flying and falling and slamming the ground with our rubbery, first-grade bodies, then doing it again. And if this was happening, which it was, then I’m completely…