At 6, I Promised My Best Friend We’d Go to Prom Together — 12 Years Later, Mom Said I Could Go With Him Only on ONE Condition Ethan became my best friend in first grade after we discovered we both hated raisins and loved dinosaurs.

“Ethan, I’m kidding.”

“That wasn’t funny.”

“It was a little funny.”

Then he held out his pinkie.

And suddenly—

I remembered everything.

Raisins.

Dinosaurs.

That cruel boy.

One silly promise.

I hooked my pinkie around his.

“Prom?”

He nodded.

“Prom.”

Then grinned.

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