Time waits for no man, not even Hannah Montana.
I saw this sticker in the parking lot, stuck to the asphalt:
I'm not sure why it was there, but I checked on it every day, just to see how long it would last. In between, I saw trucks with school spirit:
I took Jeannie to P.F. Chang's for her birthday dinner:
We met up with her husband, Brian:
I checked on Hannah:
I got excited for derby this weekend, a guaranteed good time:
The dogwood trees bloomed:
The flowers started to die:
Mavis attempted to sell me some bread:
And then I checked on Hannah again:
Time has erased her, as it will someday erase us all.