Sparrow by T.A. CreechMarita’s gaze slid towards the glass double doors as they opened, a rush of warm spring air heralding the arrival of yet more newly acknowledged adults. They were fresh from high school graduation, same as her and the rest of her friends crowding the big diner.
This group smiled and chattered like a flock of bold sparrows dressed in even bolder clothes. An eclectic mix of people who sported patches on their bags, retro and uniquely combined outfits, and confidence that oozed with every step any of them took. Drama geeks, was Marita’s guess. No one else she knew could exude both that level of uniqueness and backbone all at once.
One girl at the back of the crowd caught her attention like nothing else. She was petite and gorgeous. The muted and sheer butter yellow ove
