The cops showed up and Amos dragged me and Rachel into the shadows. I was a baby and retarded and didn’t understand.
It was the first time I ever heard Dom yell, and man did he give it to them. That stupid night he introduced me to so many curse words I couldn’t remember most. You could see him and Molly from where we hid, kinda dangling in the air. (I cannotsay the word “dangle” without laughing.)
When the cops started yelling back, Amos and Rachel ran away fast. Like we couldn’ta done something. (We coulda done something.) I wished Rachel was on the wall with Dom and Molly was running with me and Amos where she belonged. It seems bad now, but… Rachel isn’t my sister.
I rode on Amos’ back cuz my stupid legs were short. He was crying. Let me repeat: Amos. Was. Crying. I only had a few seconds to wonder what the hell was wrong with him.
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Love the brief but powerful sketches of characters here 🙂
Thanks! This one was the most fun, channeling my 13 year old voice.
Oh, I really like this voice. Sometimes the youngest perspective on an event is the most interesting, and you captured the youth of this voice. Even without her stating that she was younger, I’d get that impression. Great stuff!
Thanks a lot – As I wrote it the narrator in my mind read it a million words a minute like it was a hyper middle schooler talking my head off.
Probably my favorite so far. The details, parentheticals, and casual accent (kinda, coulda) really make this voice. The part about Amos crying is the best, I think – how much it rocked her.
Thanks! Rocking the narrator helps rock the reader, I think.
What friends will do for friends…it’s a sacred bond. I can’t stand how we as a society classify relationships as either romantic or professional without any middle ground. A fantastic read!
Thanks! That’s so true, labels really make things harder – it’s just about people who care about other people, in the end.
I love this character’s frustration at being the youngest. It really shines through
Thanks haha. I’ve never been the youngest in a situation but I can imagine it would get old fast.
You’ve done a marvellous job at conveying a younger character — not an easy task. Well done!
Thanks! It was a little easy for me because I just tried to remember what the inside of my own brain sounded like about a decade ago, but it’s hard to balance sounding young with sounding ignorant.