Note: Names have been changed to protect the middle-aged.
Ashley Scott was a high school phenom. She was young and beautiful.
Cheerleader. Beauty Queen. Perfect-in-every-way.
She had everything. Everything. And did I mention she was beautiful? She was also young, like me.
I should say that I never personally knew Miss Ashley, because she went to a different school. But we were from small towns, and in small towns, everyone knows everyone. Everybody especially knew Ashley. I did say she was beautiful, right?
I don’t think I’ve seen her since high school, though, and really, I haven’t thought about her either.
Until the other day.
I was scrolling down my Facebook page and saw that one of my FB friends was tagged in Ashley Scott’s photo. Gotta love FB’s seven degrees of separation. My curiosity took over, and I had to click on it. I just wondered what she looked like now.