Sunday, April 17, 2005

Choices

Fourteen years old and out late with a friend and boys/men of nineteen. Parents are at home, tired from work, blissfully unaware what she is doing.

Her parents work hard and trust their daughter Lilly. She says, "I will be at JoAnn's house." They believe her. Afterall, she has been responsible for years already, and does well in school. No reason to think she would ever lie.

The guys pick up the girls at the prearranged time in Jim's blue Chevy Impala. A park near their home. They had met these guys a while back and JoAnn was sort of "dating" one of them, Bob. Why not go along with them? They knew them. And not only were they old enough to drive, but they had a car!

They go to the beach and hang out and drink, among other things, and have the best time. A real first kiss for Lilly, by a guy who could be a real first boyfriend. At fourteen, she thinks that is just the best thing that can happen to her. She is so excited. Butterflies in her stomach kind of excited. Kissed under the moonlight on the sandy beach with waves roaring loudly. Just like in the movies.

While JoAnn was a beautiful girl with a great figure, Lilly, also pretty, was heavy. She never thought she was worthy of getting a cool guy like Jim. But, on that night, she did. She would definitely see him again.

Their "dates" end at the same park they departed from. Both girls return to their homes and call each other as soon as they can. Excited, beyond excited. BOYFRIENDS! OMG. Who could believe it? So lucky to be "chosen," or so Lilly thinks.

Too be continued............

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Nancy said...

They do grow up though and so fast. I was told how fast when they were babies, but I had no idea.

I grew up in a house where we just got quiet when we were angry or upset. Never talked about much. Sometimes it is just easier than trying to find the words.

It is hard on the people we love.

I do work hard at trying to make the girls talk to me when they get quiet. One is easier than the other.

Peace to you.