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This Could Work

Second Summer

Ella~
The next summer I remember- I was nine and Hiney was about ten and a half.

At ten, it is decided that boys are now old enough to own slingshots. For the rest of the summer I was pelted with rotten tomatoes.

Whenever he came around with his slingshot in hand, I would just hide out in the library. I loved to read in there.

Henry~
That summer was better. Smella looks great in tomato red. But even with tomatoes, Smella was not what you would call pretty. She was taller than me and was as thin as a stick. Her hair was wild and frizzy. I couldn’t believe I had to marry that ugly thing.

Ella~
Hiney was so pudgy. He wasn’t overly fat, but he was short and stubby and overall chubby. His hair and face were always greasy. I couldn’t believe I had to marry that ugly thing.

Henry~
When Smella did come out of her hiding place in the library, she was usually pounding something on the piano. Everything she played was somber and depressing. She said those were the harder pieces and the better ones. I just rolled my eyes.