The tempest of my thoughts, contained in a simple page.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Dear Ginger From the Boathouse,

I was wondering which of us would be the first to say something that didn't concern the wooden fish I was decorating for my 8-year-old cousin while she abandoned the table for a nearby hula hoop.

"So are you from around here?"

You won.

It's too bad that you're a Gators fan, but you made up for it by complimenting my ability to draw a flower and sympathizing with me about the misery of moving to somewhere that's practically nowheresville. As I study the multicolored surface of my wooden creation, I can retrace the path of our conversation by what I was coloring at the time. 

I wouldn't mind if you found me on Facebook.

Sincerely, 
The Girl Who Kept Coming Back For Markers

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