Okay Or Not Okay?

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Cali has a green VW bug.

Cute.

Fun.

Perfect.

Like Cali.

I was going to work

so I could but a car

when I turn sixteen

on August 15th.

Oh well.

All the things that

used to be important

aren't important

anymore.


"We haven't been to the mall together in a long time," Cali says.

"Yeah.

The last time I was there, Jackson bought me--"

I stop.

I look out the window.

There's an old man

with an old woman,

sitting on a bench,

waiting for the bus.

He's looking at a newspaper.

She's looking at him.

She says something.

He looks at her.

He smiles.

She smiles.

The scene is so simple,

so lovely,

so perfect.

"It's okay to talk about him," Cali says.

"I know."

"What did he buy you?"

I don't want to say.

But she asked.

"That black-and-pink bikini.

To wear to the School's Out party."

She nods.

She remembers.

If she had known

it would bring up

that tragic day,

she wouldn't have asked.

She shakes her head.

Turns the radio up.

I guess sometimes

it's not okay

to talk about

him.

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