I had one close friend during primary school, Debra was her name & we used to have so much fun together. Her home had a lilly pilly bush on the back patio; when I see them I am reminded of her. I am also reminded of how her parents sat down with my mother one day to discuss their concerns about me. They believed that I lived too much in 'fairy-land' of sorts & were concerned about the impact this had upon their daughter. Maybe they were right. It also reminds me of how Debra's dad would come in at night before she went to sleep & give her butterfly kisses on her cheek....he was such a gentle man - so different to my own father.
High school came & we were placed in different classes - we eventually drifted apart. Last I heard she was married with two kids.
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