Graduation

I was with my Liz and my dad at someone’s house, because the daughter was graduating from high school and there was a big ceremony.

The house we were visiting had yellow walls and wrought iron decorations, and it was homey and nice. It was in a place that was supposed to be North Raleigh, but wasnt. Outside it was very green and sunny. I kept wishing I had grown up there.

Then I was looking for some old bookshelves of mine that I thought might be there. I couldn’t find them anywhere, then I wondered if I’d ever even had them at all.

Liz was looking at some yearbooks in the kitchen with the graduating daughter.