Ginet went to a party with a few friends; not a sleep over with girls, a party with guys and girls, older guys and girls, ya know, the party where . . . .
I don't remember when I started this blog, but all went fine. Her friends are protective: those who know about her disability. At least, so far, they have been good friends. I don't think she realizes how lucky she is sometimes.
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