A piece of redemption
In these latter years of mine, I have been forced to reflect on my earlier crimes by a certain peculiar individual in my life. As part of this reflection I remembered a minor misdemeanour against your person, back in the 90s.
Perhaps you had forgotten it before now, but I certainly haven’t. The audacity I displayed that day even shocked myself, believe it or not. At the time it had shocked you too, for I had called you a ‘slut’.