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Dog Days Are Over

Author: Haidri
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-03 19:08:54
“It has been so long since I last saw you. Look at you! You are all grown up,” she says with a warm smile and I smile back at her.

“What are you doing here?” I ask and hold my arms out for a hug. She tightly embraces me. I have not seen her since . . .

Since I was 14 and in my hometown.

A wave of nostalgia washes over me as I pull back.

What is she doing here?

“I was invited by Olivia,” she says, pointing to where Olivia is talking to some of the girls.

“Oh, she said she invited girls from the nearby high school. I did not know you attended here. I thought you were still back in Prichard.” She laughs while shaking her head.

“I moved here last year. My dad wanted a fresh start—away from everything that happened.” Her smile wavers briefly before brightening again. “I’m so happy to see you. I’ve always wondered what happened to you.” I smile and she pulls me into another hug. She lets go and gestures to the house. “I’m going to get something to drink. You want something?”

“No thanks. I’
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