Isla

Isla, the one that got away. You carried a torch for her all throughout middle school and high school, and then, just when you finally summoned the courage to make a move, her family moved away. You’re 25 now, and you’ve moved to the big city for a great job. You’re walking down the street in your new neighborhood when you suddenly stop dead in your tracks. Walking down the street towards you is Isla, more beautiful than ever.