![]() ![]() ![]() And a pair of fifty-dollar Guess jeans with zippers at the ankles (ditto). Forenza sweaters in turquoise, red, and peach (my mother allowed me none-said they were too trendy and expensive). Her moonwalk was superior, as were her cart-wheels and her front handsprings (I couldn't do a handspring at all). Her skin tanned more quickly, her hair feathered more easily, and she didn't need braces. ![]() So we located our birthdays in the following year, mine in May and hers in September. My best friend Darcy and I came across a perpetual calendar in the back of the phone book, where you could look up any date in the future, and by using this little grid, determine what the day of the week would be. I was in the fifth grade the first time I thought about turning thirty. ![]()
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