Sunflower
Parachutes and Gravity
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Through a late afternoon, she flipped the pages of high school yearbook. The sweet aroma of cafe au lait dancing in the air, left a sweet taste of memories in the back of her mind. The sound of her fingers brushed against thick paper entwined with the songs playing from her iPod.
But she could not find him in her yearbook.
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