Elizabeth was
not your average girl. The fact that she would chide me for using the term average
when I probably meant median or mode, that gives you a rough idea of the sort
of girl she was.
Not that it made her any less of a daughter. It actually was
easy to raise her, she didn’t play sport or do much of anything except travel
between home, school and Melanie’s house to study.
She was practically the perfect girl. Until I found out she
and Melanie were more than just good friends.
Then she was the perfect young woman.
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