Peggy Raether
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The Mystery at Hawthorne High
It's April 1985 and I'm in my Sr. year of high school at Hawthorne High and there's so much to do. I have cheerleading tryouts, Prom and graduation to think about. I'm also a little afraid of my friends being upset if I get in, not because they don't support me but I'm well... let's just say part of a different crowd. My main concern is my friend Ava. We met on the first day of high school freshman year. We met in the library, we were both in the Philosophy section and started talking. It was then that Ava introduced me to Baudelaire, this amazing French poet and philosopher and we've been inseparable ever since.
By Peggy Raether3 years ago in Fiction
Love, Death, and Marigolds
The Summers spent with my Grandparents in Georgia were like none other. I spent every Summer there from ages 5 to 16. The hot Georgia sun was intense at first. Especially for a girl from Seattle where you never knew what the Summer is going to be like but for the majority of the year you can see the city lights reflected in the rain puddles on the street. I love my rainy little city but there's something so serene about those Georgia Summer nights that I won't soon forget.
By Peggy Raether3 years ago in Fiction