My grandma owned a bookstore. As a kid, my brother and I would sometimes spend afternoons there, playing among the racks, reading, eating Wendy's French fries dipped in chocolate Frosties.
On the side of the shelves in front of the register, she would tape all the photos that she found in books. A collection of school photos, vacation photos, snapshots.....old bookmarks, forgotten in yellowed pages.
This photo was always my favorite.
On Saturday, I went to the bookstore, now owned by my aunt. I mentioned the photo, now forgotten, slid into an old filing cabinet. I told her it was my favorite, and I asked if I could see it again. My aunt did a little digging, and produced the old black and white.
It always makes me think of Grease. The sleepover scene.
But it always makes me curious...who are these women?
How old are they?
What were they watching that night?
When was this taken?
Where are they now?
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