Go away

            “What
do you talk about then?” Gayle asked.

            “We talk about the band, music. We
talk about friends, school, getting high, lots of things.”

            “Sex?”

            “Of course, that always comes up,” I
said.

            “Is that what you want from him?”

            “So bad it hurts at times,” I
answered.

            “Morgan, if it gets that hot between
the two of you, why doesn’t he want to date you?”

            “Maybe he’s afraid,” I said.

           “Shut
up. Afraid of what?”

            The sun
was hot on us as we walked along the sidewalk. A bird chirped loudly, but I
couldn’t find it.

            “That I would go away like the rest
of them; how should I know.”





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