A friend who beat the rap

This friend, I haven't seen for a long, long time. I hope that before I die (which I hope is not soon), I must see. E is the godmother of one of my sons. We were initially office mates but soon became very good pals. We shared a lot of wicked secrets. I hold some of the most intimate details of her life. Secrets that must remain sealed up to this moment.

Me? I don't have any secrets. My life is an open book. What you see is what you get. I am glad all my secrets were revealed in the 1990's. And I don't intend to have anymore, anytime soon or ever.

I am posting this photograph of her and her son, hoping someone she or someone who knows her would see. I am optimistic she will make contact.

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