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And so the girl took everything that could fit in the car and moved to the yellow house with a teal kitchen and a drum kit in the basement, santeria candles on the table tops and a big green couch for watching Hitchcock movies on. With a mom who's dress matched the front door, a friend who wears cowboy boots and sunglasses and a jacket in July (because it's always winter in the grocery store), two ex-lab rats and a golden retirever names Prefix.

I could see myself walking down this row of trees forever, the one that cuts between rows of perfect houses and hilly neighborhoods with shady gardens, past the elementary school that looks like a castle and the hidden groery store. I can imagine the leaves changing colors around me as I walk and just walking this road each day all the days, and being terrifically happy.

okay maybe not forever, but I'm having a good summer thus far.