Literature
Peaches and Lemon
She was unrecognizable.
I knew exactly who she was, but only because I knew her back before she decided not to be just another unrecognizable girl.
For a long while, everyone knew her. She couldn't set foot in this town without a 'hey', 'how are ya', or a 'great to have you back'. Now it seemed she rated more of a glance and dismissal.
But, yes, I remember when she decided that it was all about being known and being popular. We were just kids, mind you, barely teens, when she came into my yard.
"Artie?"
"Ya, Peaches?" I called her that ever since I caught her taking a peach off one of our front yard peach tree a few years prior.
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