One year ago right now, Sarah was getting off work and heading out with her friends. She had no idea it would be for the last time. They went to IHOP and took silly pictures making fun of her top lip (she thought she had no top lip). She laughed so hard she cried, tears even fell onto her jeans. She had just dyed her hair black, she had it curly that night. She was wearing one of her favorite shirts and her favorite diamond earrings our mom got her. Clark and Kyle thought it would be a good idea to race each other and since my sister didn't bring her car that night (it was parked at Starbucks to save on gas) she waited patiently in Geoffrey's truck while Kyle and Clark raced. Kyle in his mommy's BMW and Clark in his daddy's Corvette. Dumb boys with their parents' cars--way too much horsepower for children to handle. Obviously. Kyle won the race and my sister declared she would get to ride back to Starbucks with the winner now that the races were over. But then ...
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