He'd never been athletic, no matter how she pushed him as a kid. Yet he turned out to be. She wasn't at all surprised when he went goth - he was always different. But the black nail polish and all that makeup and the facial jewelry, really threw her. And the call - that last call - his whining litany and all that filthy language - who could blame her for slamming down the phone? 60 feet, they said-60 feet he climbed to the top of that beautiful Santa Barbara palm with a length of cord between his teeth, just enough, to get in the last word.
submitted at 7:14am
18 May 2009