an invisible fence

 

Carolyn and Sam were best friends. They were born just a few months apart and grew up in the same neighborhood. They hung out with each other every day and shared everything.

“I can’t play with you anymore,” Carolyn said one day.
“Oh, yeah?” Sam was startled.
“Yep. Mom says we are different.”
“How so?”
“I don’t know,” Carolyn shrugged.
“We can’t play anymore because we are different?”
“Guess so…”
“I see…”

Twenty years later, Carolyn and Sam live in the same neighborhood and have their own kids and family.
An invisible fence still separates them, and it hurts.

 

(99 words)

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