“I had also kept my own little fish a
secret. Nora told me she’d been getting them for the past year. She was saving
them for her crush, Zachary, and would give them to him once she started middle
school. I asked her why. She said that was just what people did when they were
in love.”
Here. This is for you. said Marlene Don’t open it until you get home, please.
Marlene was a head taller had twentytwentyfive
pounds on him was his favourite tomboy
not to please her could get him
pummeled
hed seen her pound other boys until they
refused to get up or ran away crying
I promise
I don know
Ever given you a gift before
No
Not everI mean a Valentines Day
card during class a netted bundle of confectionary
hearts Sweethearts with it
Did you read the hearts
No
They werent the colourthe taste I liked When I got home I traded with my brother and sister for hearts they received that I liked
She blew you a kiss
She did
This gift Its your birthday
It is
A birthday gift
She didnt wish me Happy Birthday when
she gave it to me
But probably
Probably
Huh
I cant wait to see when we get home
he looked up the street where Marlene walked
she was really small in the distance
he held up his hand centered her between his thumb an indexfinger
he imagined keeping her as a pet
Arya gonna open it
Jah jah
We just got here
they were in his bedroom
he set the school books he cradled back
and forth between his arms as he walked home down on the desk
he took the gift out of his shirt pocket
Marlene wrapped it in festive paper tied
it with ribbon a real giftlike gift
Those
Shake packages
Its dumb
Why woud I do something dumb
Arya sayin Im dumb
revealed a plain white box topped with a
lid
it wasnt taped
removing the lid
a thick cotton gauze
he saw the fold at one edge
lifted the other end not to spill what
was folded inside it
on top of whatever was lay a slip of
paper
as he picked up the paper to read what
she wrote they said Ohmy
he didnt let that interrupt himmake him look he read the note
Theyre all her baby teeth
100preferred, Wednesday,
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