Swingsets and Regrets
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As soon as she was out of sight, I edged a little closer to the remaining girl who had become a small quivering mass on the swing. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a patch of brightly colored flowers, waving jovially in the mild breeze. I slowly tiptoed towards them, not yet willing to let my presence be known to the girl on the swing. As I reached down to pluck the pink and red f