I have this amazing, bubbly, spicy, and rambunctious friend. I met her five years ago. From the beginning she was energetic, even her bones couldn’t contain the verve. She dances, wiggles, and giggles from one room to the next. For a shy gal like myself I often watch her and try my best to slowly take it all in. Glitter and pink, fluff and vibrant, colors are ever following in her wake.
My back was to the window. I saw the reflection in my computer screen as a car rolled past my house. The car was the same make and model as my brother’s in California. Lost in a day dream that he might have come for a surprise visit (unlikely, but a fun thought), I didn’t realize the car had pulled into my driveway and soon the doorbell rang. Answering the chime, I opened the door: