Remembering my 'real friend' Anne V.

Some people just click with me the moment I first meet them and if they want to be friends they must be real. Let me see who they are right off. I have had a handful of friends in my 79 years that made the cut, I mean really stayed in my heart. Real friends.

I called her Annie V. I met her in church when she came over to introduce herself and told me she lived just across the woods from us. Her smile was so pretty. Her teeth were nice and white, her toe nails were painted fire engine red.

I don't know why I noticed that, but there it is.

I found out with time that she was 10 years older than m...

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