End of summer
Ayanne & Adahlen, 17 years old / 3,916 words of delicious unrequited love
"Oh Adahlen, Adahlen!!" She twirls around, arms wide open, braid flying in the air, then takes my hands in hers. "I have the biggest crush!", she beams as a child who has just found an extra slice of blueberry tart. "Who is it this time?", I sigh unimpressed, eyes rolling up, while I move a branch out of the way to make her pass. We have this kind of conversation every other month.
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