i think her name was heather.
she lived on my street. She had a black dog.
we played dolls. she tricked me into believing things.
she let me borrow her two piece swims suit, mom told me change. she let me borrow a necklace but mom was afraid it had lice. I didn't want to believe it. it was a smoothed rock on a black string.
we blew on the dandelions to make wishes. She wanted a bike. we'd pick them through the fences.
she had a brother. I think he scared me sometimes.
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