All dressed-up and somewhere to go:

A ‘woodsy’ at Tucker Lake—

with that dreamy football star.

Full moon, full kegs; twinkling stars and

a gleam in his eye.

Now, I’m hiding

a baby-bump and

he’s hiding from me.

The stars.

They lied.

 

 

 

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