Friend across the street
I used to live with my Pappy at his old house until I was six. There was this girl across the street named Alex and she had a little sister named Lanny. I remember going over there a lot, her mom always had a headache. She had a swingset in her back yard that we always used to play on. Since my pappy lived on a dead end street, we could always ride our bikes or draw on the streets with chalk. It was a happy time. I miss her.
1 Comments:
That reminds me of the people who lived in the house behind ours who moved away when I was about that age. Sadness.
Post a Comment
<< Home