Swimming at Sunset (fm:one-on-one, 3065 words) | |||
Author: Howl | |||
Added: Jun 01 2014 | Views / Reads: 4454 / 2907 [65%] | Story vote: 9.50 (12 votes) | |
I meet up with an old friend and go swimming at sunset. | |||
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F. was dead, dead and gone, and I was at loose ends. I got the news while I was traveling the country, got a call from his father while sleeping in a California hostel. F. was dead, the funeral was in two days at his hometown in Florida, and I was penniless and on the other side of the continent. Still, I knew I had to get there, to pay my respects, so I borrowed some money from my sister and got a plane ticket to Melbourne and a rental car.That about did it for cash, though, and lacking any other options for where to stay, I got in touch with my old friend Maddy, who lived on a shoreside house just southeast of Palm Bay. Maddy and I had gone to college together a decade before, and though we hadn't much kept in touch, she seemed like my best option. For one thing, she knew F., knew what he meant to me. For another, even when I began to have some troubles at school, she was always there for me. We never dated, though we did fool around a few times, but she always looked out for me when I needed help. I sent her a message on Facebook to let her know I'd be in town, and she sent over her phone number.
I called her from the airport and she came right over, insisted I stay at her place until the funeral. I followed her to her house, a beautiful modern home that stretched right over to a near-private beach, shared only with a couple of other similar homes. Maddy had made out well out of college, following her art degree up with an advertising gig, where she met her husband. It was a far cry from my ...
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