“I yelled, ‘Get off me, faggot!’ and pushed him away. He fell backwards into the chairs, knocking many of them over. Because of the cheering and commotion, no one much seemed to notice.
“Dwayne got up and looked at me. Jasper, I’ll never forget the look in his eyes. I started to say something, but Dwayne just turned, pushed his way through the crowd, and left. I looked down. His diploma was laying on the ground where he fell. I picked it up. I intended to find him, return it to him, and apologize, but I never did. I still have it here…somewhere.”
Shay took another deep breath. “That’s why I’ve never gone to a reunion. It’d be too hard to face him now after all these years.”