If you haven’t heard yet, Dina Leah is ME. I’m writing a memoir about seven months of my life as a teenage runaway. My “Dina Leah” blog is made up of selections from my first draft manuscript. Some of it’s still pretty rough, but I’m charging along…and you’re invited for the ride! Oh yeah–what’s with the “Dina Leah” pseudonym? I’ll tell you in another post 😉
Recap: Dina has run away from home, flying from Boston to San Francisco, hoping to find love and peace and somewhere to crash in Haight Ashbury. But on the day she arrives, she finds that not only is San Francisco enveloped by a freezing cold fog, but the whole city is enveloped in a riot: America has bombed Cambodia, igniting protests that erupted into violence across the country. Haight Ashbury was not an option.
It was time for Plan B: Call Stephanie.
I had met her at a summer arts camp the year before, and fell head over heels in love. She was my first female crush. 5 foot 8, long blonde hair, fascinating hazel eyes that were set slightly asymmetrically, enough to fascinate and still be beautiful. She had luscious breasts and showed them off in black lacy pushup bras, which nobody got to see except me, because we…
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