Guilty feelings
are running through my head. Rhett never got to see the
first day of August, just two weeks after his funeral.
Rhett never got his driver's license, I did. There are
so many things that I'll be able to do and enjoy that
he never will get to do. One Friday night Rhett, Lynn,
and Brenda came over to the apartment. Brenda and Lynn
had been drinking Bacardi and were in good moods. Mom
said that I had to be in bed by 12. That was fine. When
they came over I noticed that they were in good moods,
Rhett too, but he claimed that he hadn't been drinking.
I bet he had. Brenda and Lynn didn't like my picture of
Kerrin and I at the prom. Brenda because of Clint. Lynn
because of me. Lynn went to the bathroom upstairs and
Brenda told me that Lynn wanted to kiss me so bad. I hated
being told that. I wish Lynn could of told me. Rhett and
Brenda were going to sit in the car and let Lynn and I
talk. It was a nice gesture, but I didn't think so at
the time. I told them I didn't like arranged situations.
They said they didn't arrange it, and that THEY wanted
to be alone. Sure, I thought. Brenda just stood on the
sidewalk by Rhett, and Rhett winked at me. I let them
go to their business and I attended mine, Lynn. It was
awkward at first, I told her that I didn't like arranged
situations. either, and she said she didn't know anything
about it. Sure! I found out allot of things that I really
didn't even know. Like how much I miss Rhett and love
him.
Why?
Michael R.
Booth
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