The Talented Mr. Ripley

Once in a blue moon, the truth of shines through…

Sam Ripples
Chronicles of a Lostgirl
7 min readOct 21, 2021

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Didn’t even know this picture existed. Probably the best one of us.

The afternoon sweltered, sunshine eking into every corner and crevice to drain sweat from formerly-unopened pores. I climbed into my father’s burnt orange Dodge pickup truck and sank into the seat, thankful for the liberating ice-cold air shooting through the vents pointed at my face. Seatbelt buckled, my father and I’s daily ritual began.

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