The Hill was where the rich people lived, I guess. But most of all, The Hill was for careening down, on bike in summer and sled in winter. Once in 5th grade, the boy I liked called me the “B word”. Affronted, I ran home to tell my big brother. He promptly accompanied me back to the scene of the incident. Confronting my would-be love, my brother wrested the sled from his hands and shoved it, sideways, down and over the nearest post. I can still feel the shocked look on my face.
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