As they pulled aways,S look out on the street she loved so much.A street where parents could raise their children ,where retirees could enjoy their gloden years,Where good friends could share horrible secrets.YES,S looked on this street and vowed she could be back.But as she did so.She did not notice the car that passed her .A car carrying wisteria lane's.Newest Resident.
People make choice everyday.And those choices are what define us. Some of us choose to be loyal,though they are angry and hurt.Some of us choose to be brave,though we're frightened out of our minds.Others choose to strike out when they could have walked away.But what about those poor people who are trapped by circumstance?What happened to those who have no choice left?
Yes,good friends are the ones who tell us the truth about ourselves.Even when the truth might be something we are reluctant to admit,that we still have a great deal to learn,that we sometimes need to ask for help,that we may be overlooking a golden opportunity.YES,hearing the truth can often set us on a different path.But we never know where that path might take us or who might be watching.