It’s weird how important it seemed at the time. Once I got to the post office, I dropped the letter into the mailbox.
And it felt final. And calm. Then, I started throwing up, and I didn’t stop throwing up until the sun came up.
I looked at the road and saw a lot of cars, and I knew they were all going to their grandparents’ house.
And I knew a lot of them would watch my brother play football later that day.
And my mind played hopscotch. My brother … football … Brad …
Dave and his girlfriend in my room … the coats … the cold … the winter … “Autumn Leaves” …
don’t tell anyone … you pervert… Sam and Craig … Sam… Christmas … typewriter… gift…
Aunt Helen … and the trees kept moving … they just wouldn’t stop moving …
so I laid down and made a snow angel. The policemen found me pale blue and asleep.
I didn’t stop shivering from the cold until a long time after my mom and dad drove me home from the emergency room.
Nobody got in trouble because these things used to happen to me when I was a kid when I was seeing the doctors.
I would just wander off and fall asleep somewhere. Everyone knew I went to a party, but nobody, not even my sister, thought it was because of that.
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