Turning Point: Ruth Shikanov

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The silence was deafening.

After spending the first day of summer blasting music with the windows and roof down, cruising through downtown and laughing on my best friend’s bedroom floor, a silence crept into the memory-filled room. Time was running out, as half of us would be moving away; apprehension hung in the air. I had only known these girls for a year, but I’d never met a group of people who made me laugh as hard or feel as happy.

They would still be my best friends — but that silence still lingers with me.