A title that brings back the past with a vengeance. These are the things we lived through that made us or broke us. Some saw a chance for love, while others only tried to take care of their own greedy needs.
Tragic and loving; caring and heinous.
Could this really happen, or is it already a part of history?
Read on:
“Think your brother’s home?”
“He won’t be home for a while”
“How do you know?”
“Even with everything that happened today, he has his routine”
I wanted to know what his routine was, but I didn’t ask. Still, I figured he would walk in the door any second. He was a mess when I left him earlier and no telling where his head was at now. I still hadn’t told her anything about what happened in the back gym. I wondered if he ever acted like that at home. I wanted to feel sorry for him, but I’ve seen him be nasty to too many people. Maybe it wasn’t his fault. Maybe somebody else was to blame and I figured that I knew who it was. Kim came down from her room with a jar full of sand and shells.
“See, I put them both together”
“It looks like an art class project,” I smiled. “What’s the big one?”
“That’s a sand dollar”
“I like that; pull it out”
She reached in and grabbed the flat shell at my request. It had a pattern on it like a flower with five leaves. There were several holes in it. The surface was smooth but hard; you could tell it wasn’t a rock. She said that they lived in the ocean and they wash up on shore.
“I’ve heard of them, but I’ve never seen one. I didn’t know that they were a living thing,” I said.
“My Grandma says when you find one you have to make a wish”
“Well that’s the first one I’ve ever seen, so does that count as finding one?”
“Make a wish and find out,” she smiled.
She handed me the sand dollar and went back up the stairs. I just looked at it for a minute, rolling it around in my hands and thinking about the pattern: a five petaled flower that looked like a little person. Two arms, two legs, and a head I thought. The flower seemed to have an aura around as if it was shining. It seemed like there was something I should see, but I just didn’t know what. Kim came back down the stairs wearing a tight t-shirt and a pair of jeans shorts. I got my wish and I didn’t even make one.
“Maybe I should put this back,” I said.
“You can keep it if you want; it’s not the only one I have”
“I didn’t get you anything,” I smiled.
“How much money do you have?”
I just started laughing: “How much money do I have?”
“You heard me”
I rolled my eyes and started fishing in my pocket. She stood there looking at me with her arms crossed and her toe tapping. It was all so comical; we were both laughing our asses off. I instantly found a crumpled one I had from lunch. I reached out, showed it to her, but she didn’t move. She wasn’t wearing any perfume, but I got close enough to smell her anyway. I moved around her to the side and she still didn’t move. Her hair was freshly brushed and straight as an arrow. The shirt she wore wasn’t tucked in, but it stopped at her waist just the same. I started thinking about putting my hands on her hips, and especially the skin underneath. My heart began to pound. She turned away, facing towards the sand jar with her arms loosely folded. My fingers wrapped around her at the belt-line. I put my chin on her left shoulder, reached by her, and slid the bill into the jar of sand.
I leaned over and put my lips on her ear-
“You can keep it if you want; it’s not the only one I have”
