My Early Love Life

Suddently there was only Chris Barron.

Her honey blonde hair cascaded down in waves around her face, past her broad swimmer’s shoulders. Her smile was warm like summer and all the brighter when directed at me.

One day I woke up and I loved Chris. I couldn’t wait to see her that night. Later, I was surprised to hear the sweet melody of her voice saying “Hi, Mickey!” but then hurrying away from the wide-open bathroom door… Where i was peeing.

I was eight years old and Chris was my baby sitter, but she’d never be my girlfriend. Not after that.

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