It was a flash. Less than a second. The girl she was eight years ago splashed across her face. Her now straight snagle tooth was crooked again. Her hair had bangs. There was a whisper of awkward in her smile. And then it was gone. The instant vanished; but I still gazed at her, because for that brief moment, it was 2012 again. She’s a young woman now but she is still my beautiful girl. The essence of who she is will never go away but sometimes, despite the fact that she has exceeded all expectations and hopes, I miss that middle school girl.
I’m glad she’s still in there.
Copyright 2018 Merridith Frediani
mariamore 
where is part 1??
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