The little red flag popped up in the bottom right hand corner of Danny's screen. Waiting for the screen to pop up, he thought back over today. He had gone through phases: Jordan loves me.....Why should he love me?.....He feels sorry for me...........I'm an idiot.........Does he care at all?........He's probably decided not to talk to me.........what if he doesn't talk to me......Oh, God............and then, when Jordan hadn't called all day.............Danny just waited to see what excuse Jordan would use. He was used to excuses. It was the scars. He knew that.
Jordy says: Hey Dan :) :) :)
Danny says: hey
After a short pause, Jordan typed:
Jordy says: Okay............what's wrong?
Danny says: nothing...why?
Jordy says: I can feel the vibes all the way over here........what did your imagination dream up today?
Danny says: ?????????
Jordy says: and here I changed my name for you and everything ::pout::
Danny stared at the screen. He realized it said 'Jordy' instead of 'Jordan'.
Danny says: >>smile<< Hey Jordy !
Jordy says: That's better.......tell me now..........
Danny hesitated and then decided that if he was going to be Jordy's friend, he was going to have to be honest. He deserved that.
Danny says: I was afraid you'd changed your mind :(
Jordy says: Why Danny?
Danny says: I thought maybe you saw what I really looked like, thought about what it would really BE like and maybe you..............
Jordy says: Dan?
Danny says: yeah?
Jordy says: SHUT UP !!
Danny looked at the words, grinned and answered:
Danny says: shut ! >>grin<<
Jordy says: Good ! Did you ask? Can you come over next weekend?
Danny says: Yeah, but my mom wants to talk to your mom......you know
Jordy says: yeah.......my mom says she'll call. You'll like here I think.
Danny says: remember Jordy...some things I can't do........
Jordy says: but remember what I told you? Maybe different, but there's nothing you CAN'T do, D.
Danny says: I remember
After school the next day, Jordan wandered into the kitchen and flopped into the nearest chair. "Mama?' he said casually.
"Yes punkin?" she asked, knowing her son well enough to know that he never just sat down and said her name, but just continuing to peel the carrots.
"You know I asked Danny over?" he started, unsure where this was leading but knowing he needed to say it.
"Yes?" she decided to let him talk. Sometimes, she could understand more not from what he said but from what he didn't say.
"Well, he's..........," Jordan started, trailing off.
Claire Lawrence dried her hands, picked up one of the peeled carrots and walked over to the table. Sitting down, she handed Jordan the carrot. "He's what, Jordan?"
Jordan wasn't sure how to say it. Different wasn't right. Handicapped was too cold. "He's.........he has trouble walking, Mama," he said quietly, his eyes down, fidgeting with the carrot in his hands.
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Just Hit 'Send' By Grasshopper
Non-FictionIt all started with a question from one confused boy, "Will someone listen?" and was sealed with an answer from another "I will." From a conversation to forever; Jordan and Danny's story is full of trials and struggle, where Jordan fights for his fa...
