The Tale of My First Love
Childhood Crush I pinched my freckled nose tight and peered under the trampoline at a pair of tan legs grounded in red, white, and blue skate shoes. “I like that boy,” I whispered to my 7-year-old sister from the safety of my hideout. “I like him too,” she smiled. “His name is Pete.” “No, like, I like-like him,” I… Read More The Tale of My First Love