A mother and daughter. They live a few houses down from us. Strangely, in recent years, we hardly ever run into each other outside. I used to know that girl. She's a year older than me. I used to play at her house. She invited me to her birthday parties. We went to the same math class. We went to summer camp together. We played outside together.
The mother and daughter were looking for furniture. There was a guy with them. The girl introduced him as her husband.
I was right. The noisy people that woke me up last Saturday morning. It was her wedding.
I don't know her anymore. We haven't talked in a long long time. But, she still looks like the little girl that I knew way back then.
I'm very bad at keeping in touch with people. Nor am I any good at reconnecting on occasions like this. I guess it is kinda sad that we never kept in touch. But, then again, I'm not so sure I want to. After all, her family is quite religious.
How things have changed......
Now...if only I knew what to do with myself......
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