“What would you do if you were me?” Drew asked his best friend in the world.
“I honestly don’t know,” Ken replied. “I can’t believe Lea did this to you,” he added with sadness in his voice. They were sitting in Drew’s soft yellow kitchen, akin to each other, looking at the letter Lea had written. It was lying on the pine table between them. There was no point in reading it again, and yet, they both did. They sat there stunned.
Leah’s letter was so distressing. She had written that she couldn’t “play house” any longer, that she didn’t like being a mother very much. She was young and wanted to get out there in the world—see things . . . do things. She had even insulted their small hometown.
He had grown up with Lea in his classes. He’d ignored her until they were sixteen. Then, he’d noticed her. Wow! And how he had noticed! She had been …show more content…
What if I don’t tell Marnie and just say she’s gone visiting family and will be back soon? I might have to forever keep changing the date of when she is coming back. What if I say she died? And then she comes back? I don’t think, even now, I could tell a lie like that though. Maybe I could say she got sick and will be back one day—but then, when will she come back? I’m so confused! What if I upset Marnie all for nothing!”
Ken knew that Lea hadn’t been happy. His best friend had told him everything; though, now was not the time to remind Drew of this.
“So she doesn’t love me anymore, maybe. How could she walk out and not even tell me to my face? And not say goodbye to her own daughter?” He folded his arms onto the table, laid his head on them, and cried very hard.
Ken didn’t say anything to Drew, just let him cry it out. It might be the first of many cries, he thought. He knew no words were best right now and stared at a purple dot on the wall. What made that dot? he wondered, after he’d been in a trance for some