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That night was as beautiful as I would have thought it could ever be. The air
was thin and wintry already, as if the day was tired and had gone off to sleep
too early, and everything smelled very pretty, like sweet peas as we three girls
drove along with our windows rolled down.
I was nervous of how this would
end and what I could get from it, but I continued on, putting my head out the
window. The wind was rushing into my nostrils, and I was hollering because
everything looked golden and shiny like a Christmas ornament in the raw and
early months of fall. We were going to the movie theatre wearing our pajamas,
going to see famous actors in a big time film, dancing in the rain. Reliving a
small part of our lost childhood. A childhood not spent together.
We laughed
and laughed, us three, like the little girls of EE Cummings in his most famous
poem, driving there together, being almost late, rushing into the red velour
seats clutching teddy bears and blankies, our fuzzy slippers padding gently
against the carpeted floors of the new movie theatre. I sat between two girls I
would grow to love, and giggled at the exploits of a doe-eyed boy and his wild
haired companion. The end was bittersweet, and I almost cried a little, but
didn't trust any of them enough yet. Sometimes I still don't.
After that we
all went to play in the parking lot of Wal-Mart. there was a swing set on
display and I wanted to swing on it but I had grown so much since I last tried
one I hadn't realized how big I had gotten in comparison to child swing sets. We
used the red plastic slide instead, whooping playfully.
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