The Truth Hurts

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"Wanna shower? Go somewhere?" Zoe asks.

"We could cruise around in my new car," Jessa says.

"You got a new car?" I ask.

"What'd you get?"

"Well, it's used, but new to me.

It's a Mazda Protege."

Wow.
Guess things are happening

out there

in the big, blue world.

"Come on," Cali says.

"Let's split this joint."

"Nah.

I'm not really up for anything today."

Jessa stands up.

"Ava, this isn't healthy.

It's beautiful out. Come on.

You're not the dead one, you know."

"Jessa!" Zoe yells.

"Oh, God," Cali says.

"Nice, Jessa."

"Sorry," Jessa says.

"I'm so sorry.

Forgive me?"

"You guys just don't have a clue what I'm going through," I say

as I pick at a loose thread on my robe.

"So tell us," Jessa says.

"We're here. Help us understand."

I stand up.

"I have stuff to do," I tell them,

which is a total lie

and they know it.

"Thanks for stopping by."

I walk to the door, open it, and wait.

"Bye, Ava."

"Bye, Hon."

"I'm sorry, A."

"Yeah," I tell them, in almost a whisper.

"It's okay.

See ya later."

I go to the front window

and watch their beautiful, tan bodies

get into Jessa's cute car.

They wave

and then the car

zips out of the driveway

and down the street

in a flash of silver.

The room gets cold.

Jackson is there.

"How come you can't go out Jackson?

Do you want me here with you all the time?

I feel like you do.

Will you get mad at me if I go with my friends?

I mean, I have a life, Jackson.

Or, I should anyway.

Do you get that?"

No answer.

"Why can't ghosts TALK?" I scream.

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