One
Last Goodbye
PART THREE
Devin and Tina met in High School. Devin was new to Fall River in
our junior year. He had darker skin but had what everyone
claimed, ‘swag’.
He was originally from California, which is across the state from
Massachusetts. His father got transported to Mass for his
job.
Tina
had auburn hair our junior year, and was slim and active. She
cheered for our High School football team.
He played football, the star quarter back.
Match in Heaven…right?
Until the summer. I remember it like it was yesterday. Tina
called me, because it was the only day out of the whole summer
that we weren’t together. We decided the night before that
we both needed a break, and just planned to sleep the whole day.
Boy, were we wrong.
She
was screaming into the phone and I could just picture her auburn
hair frizzed out and the black charcoal streaming down her
face.
“Chelsea! Chelsea!” She screamed, taking some air in
at times.
“What? What’s going on?” I asked.
“Devin.” She yelled, “Devin, he’s dead
Chelsea…Oh God, help. He’s dead.”
The words stung like a bee ejecting poison. I don’t know
how to describe it, but I guess I could sayI thought Tina was
lying, or joking. It seemed like a dream, like someone was about
to call out, “YOU’RE ON PRANKSTERS!” and some
hidden guys with cameras would come out, filming me on National
TV.
But they
didn’t.
Devin
had gotten into a severe car accident with 3 of his buddies that
night, he was under the influence. He was the only one who died,
the others extremely hurt, but lived. I’ll never forget
that summer after senior year.
And
then the most surprising part of all? Tina told me she was 3
months pregnant; with Devin’s kid.
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One
Last Goodbye
PART THREE
Devin and Tina met in
High School. Devin was new to Fall River in our junior year. He
had darker skin but had what everyone claimed,
‘swag’.
He was originally from California, which is across the state from
Massachusetts. His father got transported to Mass for his
job.
Tina had auburn hair our junior year, and was slim and active.
She cheered for our High School football team.
He played football, the star quarter back.
Match in Heaven…right?
Until the summer. I remember it like it was yesterday. Tina
called me, because it was the only day out of the whole summer
that we weren’t together. We decided the night before that
we both needed a break, and just planned to sleep the whole day.
Boy, were we wrong.
She was screaming into the phone and I could just picture her
auburn hair frizzed out and the black charcoal streaming down her
face.
“Chelsea! Chelsea!” She screamed, taking some air in
at times.
“What? What’s going on?” I asked.
“Devin.” She yelled, “Devin, he’s dead
Chelsea…Oh God, help. He’s dead.”
The words stung like a bee ejecting poison. I don’t know
how to describe it, but I guess I could say I thought Tina was
lying, or joking. It seemed like a dream, like someone was about
to call out, “YOU’RE ON PRANKSTERS!” and some
hidden guys with cameras would come out, filming me on National
TV.
But they didn’t.
Devin had
gotten into a severe car accident with 3 of his buddies that
night, he was under the influence. He was the only one who died,
the others extremely hurt, but lived. I’ll never forget
that summer after senior year.
And then the most surprising part of all? Tina told me she was 3
months pregnant; with Devin’s kid.
Devin
and Tina met in High School. Devin was new to Fall River in our
junior year. He had darker skin but had what everyone claimed,
‘swag’.
He was originally from California, which is across the state from
Massachusetts. His father got transported to Mass for his
job.
Tina had auburn hair our junior year, and was slim and active.
She cheered for our High School football team.
He played football, the star quarter back.
Match in Heaven…right?
Until the summer. I remember it like it was yesterday. Tina
called me, because it was the only day out of the whole summer
that we weren’t together. We decided the night before that
we both needed a break, and just planned to sleep the whole day.
Boy, were we wrong.
She was screaming into the phone and I could just picture her
auburn hair frizzed out and the black charcoal streaming down her
face.
“Chelsea! Chelsea!” She screamed, taking some air in
at times.
“What? What’s going on?” I asked.
“Devin.” She yelled, “Devin, he’s dead
Chelsea…Oh God, help. He’s dead.”
The words stung like a bee ejecting poison. I don’t know
how to describe it, but I guess I could say I thought Tina was
lying, or joking. It seemed like a dream, like someone was about
to call out, “YOU’RE ON PRANKSTERS!” and some
hidden guys with cameras would come out, filming me on National
TV.
But they didn’t.
Devin had
gotten into a severe car accident with 3 of his buddies that
night, he was under the influence. He was the only one who died,
the others extremely hurt, but lived. I’ll never forget
that summer after senior year.
And then the most surprising part of all? Tina told me she was 3
months pregnant; with Devin’s kid.
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