First Meeting

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It was on the playground in early January of 1983 that it all started.

Davina rushed to the slide, wanting to be the first one to go down.

But a boy a little taller than her had beat her to it.

She stomped her foot, frowning at the boy. "It was my turn."

"I got here first," he said.

"No, I did. Miss Porter!"

Miss Porter walked over and looked between them. "Dean, Davina, we need to play nicely, all right? The slide is there to share. One at a time, okay?"

Davina nodded, then stuck her tongue out at Dean as the teacher turned her back. She went down the slide and sat at the bottom.

"Watch out!" Dean cried as he slid down.

Davina jumped out of the way just in time.

When Dean reached the bottom, she tapped his arm and said, "Tag, you're it!"

The two began chasing each other around the playground.

And thus began a friendship that would last far longer than either knew. From then on, the two were inseparable... That is, until one fated November night.

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