Strangers After All: part VIII
I couldn't remember the last time I felt so warm. There was the blanket, which I guess Deacon draped over us at some point in the night, but there was the comfort of him too. He was something that I wished I'd found sooner, and I never wanted to loose...
Strangers After All: Part II
Deacon and I didn't really speak much as we made our way to this Italian place he was so keen for. In all honesty we wouldn't have been able to if we had wanted. The crowd was so thick on the sidewalk that we pretty much had to slice our own way...
Strangers After All: Part V
I felt giddy as I sat next to Lani and watched television. Not restlessly giddy, but just the right amount of fervent excitement that builds in your system. Much like when riding a roller-coaster and you're scaling that enormous hill that - you know...
Strangers After All: Part VI
All I managed to do after Deacon scurried away with my shirt plastered to his face was this: 1.) Smile like a moron. 2.) Collapse onto Benji's bed. 3.) Laugh uncontrollably, in utter bliss, for five minutes straight. I couldn't keep the joy I was...
Strangers After All: Part IV
My first reaction upon hobbling into Benji's home was "Oh God, don't touch anything." The front door fed straight into the living room, the carpet plush and white, the walls black with elegantly detailed molding in ivory shades; a glass-topped coffee...
A Father's Love: Part I
"Colby Randall Crow," I said sternly, my eyes fixed on his mop of auburn hair as he stared at the ground, "Look at me, son." He didn't budge. His legs hardly reached the ground as he sat alone bunched up on a park bench, his arms crossed and his chin...
Track and Field: Part 8 - Red
Red "Sweetheart, what's the matter?" my mother chirped before daintily nibbling on the piece of steak that dribbled juices down the end of her fork, her ears fluttering at the taste. "You haven't touched your T-bone." "Very peculiar." My father said...
Track and Field: Part 6 - Lee
Lee I felt sick to my stomach. The whole drive in Sasha's car was giving me time to think, but, as much as there was for me to mull on, all I managed to do was draw a blank. My mind was scoured of any thought whatsoever; completely, eerily,...
Strangers After All: Part X
After we had all collected ourselves as best we could we put on some decent clothes and got ready to leave. Tabitha had gone to get her car, and, for someone who lives in Charleston on occasion, you'd think she'd be used to having to park a mile away...
Strangers After All: Part VII
Benji told us we were free to spend the night, but both Deacon and I knew we'd been in his hair for too long. We were on a break from school, but we were pretty sure that he had to go to work the next day. The goodbye wasn't as sorrowful as I would...
Track and Field: Part I
It all started on the track. That concrete loop is honestly one of my least favorite places to be. Why? Well, for one thing, track-and-field practices at the exact same time as the football team. That's peculiar in itself, but there's also the fact...
Strangers After All: Part III
Eventually I ran out of energy and tears, although I was still hiccuping tiny sobs every few minutes. It felt like every ounce of fluid within my body had been squeezed out of my eyes. I could hardly stand to keep them open, feeling as though they'd...