March 6, 2003

• So we went to Adventureland. It was a cool cloudy day and when we finally arrived William and I went straight to the Saloon where the magician performs. Once there at two o’clock William got out his brand-new cellphone and I called Maggie’s home. No one answered. So we went in and watched the show. Later at three I called again and got her mother. Maggie apparently was at a chiropractor appointment in Walcott and wouldn’t be back until five. I left William’s cellphone number and told her that it was extremely important that Maggie get a hold of me.

  
  

  Five o’clock came and she didn’t call. I called her at six and got no answer. I called at seven, at eight, and gave up at nine when we had to go home.

  
  

  I called again when I got home but again no answer. It hurt me to not be able to tell her goodbye, it really did. ‘Was it too much to ask?’ I remember thinking. All I wanted to do was say farewell and that I’d never forget her but no, the Fates would not allow it.

  
  

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  The next afternoon I got a call from Josephine. Apparently she was leaving the next day and wanted to get together and hang out sometime later. So that night I met her at the end of the lane to my house and she picked me up in her truck.

  
  

  We began talking, and I told her about the previous day and how it has been like that all summer. Then she asked a question I’ll never forget.

  
  

  “Yeah, how come you weren’t at her going away party last night?”

  
  

  Heart stops.

  
  

  “Because I didn’t know about it.”

  
  

  “Well that’s weird. Then did you know that Maggie and Thomas are going out again?”

  
  

  I died.

  
  

  The night continued on, just the two of us talking about whatever but the fact that she had decided to go lax on two of the three reasons wecould not be together weighed heavily upon my heart and continued to do so for an entire year. My heart had been nailed to my spine and every heartbeat sent pain throughout my body. I entered a severe depression few people knew about; mainly my few close friends.

  
  

  I just couldn’t imagine why she wouldn’t tell me that she had changed her mind. Didn’t she trust me any more? Were we not friends? Yet she refused to speak with me at all about anything. Such a dilemma it was. Now I had lost a friend who had hidden the truth from me and departed forever to Missouri. I was virtually alone in my pain; no one seemed to understand why I was so upset. No one until October, deep in a quiet forest. . .

  • 6:11 pm
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