Riding
the bus (to work) with high school freshman - carrying fresh-baked brownies with braids
trailing off their left shoulders and skinny jeans awkwardly hugging their bony
ankles - I’m reminded of my own youthful angst filled with young love and unflattering
photos. Driver’s Education classes with
unpracticed parallel parks prefaced hours of gossipy phone conversations over
this boy and that, as friendships were forged and fractured at the drop of a hat. Enjoy!
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Unflattering photos? Whatever could you mean? ;)
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