Simona- 21 Years Ago
Jessica lived in a real house, not an apartment like ours. Her folks both worked full time at a factory making kitchen appliances, usually the second and third shifts now that she was older, so they were rarely at home when I came over. They were pretty cool as parents go, leaving us alone most of the time. It was a small, two-bedroom house, but with a big yard for Queens. In the middle of it was a huge tree. Jessica and I hung out in the treehouse her dad built for her when she was a kid. Yeah, we were a little old to be sitting in a treehouse, but we’d been doing it for so long now it had become our meeting place. We’d usually head inside after a few minutes in the branches.
It was a twenty-minute walk to her place. I always put on headphones with no music playing,
