The Night Before Her Birthday
She posed on a stone wall by the water at dusk, clutching a bouquet of balloons, braving the breeze and freezing cold in a sleeveless pink dress. Her mother was frantically capturing the pre-birthday moment with a mobile phone as the light faded, while her younger sister stood smiling, hands deep in her pockets for warmth.
Walking by with an old Polaroid camera under my coat to keep the film warm, I approached, said hello and asked about the occasion — she would turn sixteen tomorrow! I showed them the camera, asked if they would like some instant photos of the moment, and gave them my photo-business card so they could contact me afterward. The mother and “birthday girl” both said yes, smiling, though I’m pretty sure the girl was shivering in that dress!
Turns out I forgot to turn on the flash for the…
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