Stephanie flipped through old photographs as she sat underneath a nearby tree at the park, sighing at the nostalgia of them all. It was why she had such an interest in photography after all, just watching the colors captured by her mother pop to life in different photographs. With a soft sigh she looked up, realizing someone had been passing by. âSorry--I wasnât--sighing at you. I was just...â She motioned to her photo album and smiled sheepishly.Â
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