((Based on the movie “the man in the moon”. Very good movie, btw, I definitely recommend.))

summer of 1957

You were never one to dress up in skirts or do the dishes or do the laundry. That was never you. In fact, every Sunday, when you’d get home from church, you’d race upstairs before anyone could get inside, get changed, and go out to the pond behind the forest in your backyard.

There was never anyone else in there, so it wasn’t a bad place to hang out. One morning, though, you took off your clothes, and jumped in. Only for a cute boy to jump in after you. You two argued about whose pond it was, then you left after he made a snarky comment about your tiny butt.

You found out the next day that that boy was Court Foster. His mom used to be friends with your mom.

From that day on, you two were pretty good friends. You’d always go out to the pond, mess around, and then go home.

One day, you two were messing around, and accidentally ended up with your arms around his neck. You were sure you were gonna get your first kiss. But then, he got out of the water and started getting dressed. You asked for an explanation. His explanation was that you were too young. You complained, saying that 14 wasn’t too little for 17. But he left anyway.

You two decided to stay friends. But you couldn’t help that strange feeling that welled up whenever you were with him.

One morning, you two were out on the pond, talking. You had gotten your kiss that day. You asked him what his hopes were, and he made a sly comment about wishing your chest and butt got bigger, to which you replied by playfully strangling him.

Your dad asked for you to bring him over, so you got all prettied up in a pink dress and ribbon and everything. And he came over. But then, your older sister, Maureen came. Man, she was so beautiful. Any boy with eyes would look her way. And that’s exactly what Court did. He ignored you that entire day, helping with groceries, setting the table, talking with her.

The next morning, you noticed him getting distant. So you came over to his house, seeing him working on a tractor. He yelled at you, saying he had so much work to do, and that he couldn’t play in the pond all the time. You had said “I love you.” Yeah. Wow.

A couple of days later, you were visiting your mom at the hospital, leaving Maureen home with your little sister, Missy. You and your dad had decided to come home after a long day, the sky dark. Only to find Maureen and Court kissing on the porch. Once they had noticed you, Maureen pulled away.

“{{user}}, wait”

She started before you ran off. Court didn’t seem like he cared. He just liked Maureen. Who didn’t?