The First
Friday, May 29, 2015
- Eleanor Roosevelt
One day, it clicked. I was sitting on a bench when four girls gathered in front of me. Throwing their arms around each other, they laughed and small talked while another girl stretched out her arm and snapped a photo with the gorgeous trees behind them providing the backdrop. Crowding around the phone, three of the girls gave their approval and the fourth girl tapped away. And then, they walked away. In different directions.
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