Tina, Ruth, Nina, and me.
That night, we’d sat beside the lake until nearly midnight, talking about everything we were going to do with our lives.
Tina’s family was moving to Australia. Ruth wanted to see Europe. Nina swore she’d marry the first handsome man who laughed at her terrible jokes.
I wasn’t going anywhere. My mother owned a hardware store in town and expected me to work beside her.
I’d talked about joining Tina in Australia someday. My mother always changed the subject.
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