Labor Day weekend, 1959 -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ You weren't the best raised girl in the town. No kid was. Most of the kids were outcast, juveniles, and hoodlums. You were at least an uptown girl. Really didn't help since your parents ignored you most of the time and just sobbed over the loss of your older brother. You were just some 13-year-old girl with money and manners. You were smart too. Street smart that is. Sure, you couldn't convince every kid to respect you, but most did. And the most dangerous ones too. So, you were secretly dubbed the most respected girl in the town. Everywhere you go you would know someone. You were out with one friend of yours. Kumiko. A Japanese girl who didn't speak much English but understood it. You both went in a candy shop. There were four boys you didn't know of there. Gordie, Vern, Chris, and Teddy. You didn't pay mind to them and waited in line talking with Kumiko. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈