Stay Pretty by Natalie Hirt
Sylvia lived next door, which is a good thing, because I wasn’t allowed to play at anyone else’s house. We were six-years-old when we met through the chain-link fence that separated our backyards. […]
Sylvia lived next door, which is a good thing, because I wasn’t allowed to play at anyone else’s house. We were six-years-old when we met through the chain-link fence that separated our backyards. […]