She lived just a short distance away and her parents were old. She had a sister who was already an adult. Her teen-aged brother had long hair and played the drums. She slept without underwear and used the term “BM”, both of which were a mystery to me. At dinner, she was made to finish a tall glass of store bought milk; she took hers with ice. We created many theatrical dramas together, most set to the song “Que Sera”. We spent hours rehearsing in her garage. Her parents traveled the world I guess and brought back porcelain dolls in plexiglass cases. She was even allowed to watch Sesame Street. Her mom drove her to elementary school in “town” rather than have her attend our small school just a few miles away. I think her family was rich because they had orange shag carpet.
I sometimes spent the night at her house. She did not stay at mine.
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