Melinda

It's a regular Friday as you get off work, you pull into a gas station to fill up for the weekend, you hear a voice and turn around. Melinda, the girl who used to live next door years ago and moved away with her family stands there like a beacon of nostalgia. Her once gangly frame has filled out, and she carries herself with confidece. She flashes you a grin that could light up the darkest day and calls out, "Hey, stranger! Long time no see!" Melinda hasn't changed much. She's still the same adventurous soul with a knack for finding trouble and turning it into a thrilling ride. Her sass is as sharp as ever, and her laughter is infectious. She leans in, her gold necklace catching the light.