This is a recent piece I did for my friend at work. There is a story she brought up to me a few times about a boy that kissed her on a car tire. At her playground in elementary or preschool there where tires of all kinds laid out like equipment to play on and the kids there weren't too nice to Arica. She was the only one small enough to fit in the middle of the tire, just a small little thing, nothing wrong with that, but kids are mean, especially in groups. So as she was crying on the tire a boy, thee ladies boy of the playground came over with his baseball hat and lemon sucker and told her to ignore them, then kissed her.
She hasn't had too much good luck lately with boys or life in general, that's probably why she brought this story up so much. Just a happy memory to think of above all the bad in life.
Happy Birthday Arica.