Well, duh. But, yeah.
Was one of them one of your boys? :-) Soon enough.
I remember 7th and 8th grade, and walking holding hands. The boy passed quickly out of my life, but the girl that I fought over him for, became my best friend for life (or at least the last 44 years).
Post a Comment
Share a book review on Shelfari, where this reader meets fellow readers.