A Taste of Spring

Spring mistakenly disconnected the call before Troy could get out what he wanted to say. She groaned as she came to a stop. Feeling guilty as she stared at her cell phone, she thought to call him back. Her finger hovered over the send button. She was lowering her finger when she glanced away from the cell and something caught her eye.

On a display case directly in front of her was...her.

Suppressing a squeal, Spring grabbed the issue of Time for Us magazine and studied the image of her and Brandi. She looked so different than her current homely appearance, dressed in short shorts and a small T-shirt with her hair no longer in braids.

Spring had a bounce in her step as she pulled her cart to the checkout line. She placed the magazine on the conveyor belt first then piled the rest of her items on. That she hadn't finished her shopping didn't even register with her.

"Hey," the cashier said as he held up the magazine, "this kinda looks like you."

Spring smiled as she pushed loose hair from her high bun behind her ear. "You think so?"

How she got from the market to her apartment, Spring didn't know. Who she passed on the walk, if she spoke, or even how she got inside the door with her key, was a mystery. But as she jogged the groceries to the kitchen with the magazine safely under her arm, she continued to float on cloud nine.

"Summer!" she called out. "Summer!" The sound of a loud thud then footsteps barreling toward her didn't even register.

front of Spring, Summer's eyes were wide and she was breathless. "What happened?" Her sister's

up the magazine. "I'm on the coveeeer!"

then focused on the magazine. "Oh...my...gawwd!" She grabbed the magazine then stared down at it.

gasped but didn't try to grab

the cover," Summer whispered. She looked over at Spring. "You made the cover," she said a little louder. "You Made the Cover,

Made the Cover!" Spring yelled as she jumped up and down

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DEZMOND

vent to him about their neighbors in the building. Today, she went on and on about how she thought that someone

management company again. I've left three

of the other neighbors on their floor.

talk with you later, Dezie. I have to catch Ms. Hughes before she disappears. You can

(Talk?)

didn't even engage, and she saw that as them