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by Jake: Dancing With Odette

And to think, I almost didn’t get in my truck to go see the big game between the Gators and the Georgia Bulldogs because I had just rented a video game from the Box on my way out of the grocery store from getting the kind of peanut butter that they pull the real peanut oil out ofContinue reading “by Jake: Dancing With Odette”

Back On The Beach – by: Jake

It was strange to be back in St. Augustine and to know that I wouldn’t be seeing Odette. It had been a pretty awesome few days. Rissa and I just spent the whole time either holed up in our small hotel room on the beach, at some cafe’ where she knew every damn person thatContinue reading “Back On The Beach – by: Jake”

Clarissa – by: Jake

I don’t know why Rissa ended up being the one for me; maybe because all the odds were against us. I seem to end up only liking the girls that I shouldn’t. She came out of the guest room to help me in the middle of the night at Luna’s when I woke up freakingContinue reading “Clarissa – by: Jake”

Judgment and French Fries – by: Jake

I have to say I was pretty surprised when Odette pulled up in my truck, headlights blinding me as she parked practically on my feet. I had been sitting there on the curb outside of the ER for about an hour-and-a-half, randomly wandering in and asking the nurses to use the reception phone to listenContinue reading “Judgment and French Fries – by: Jake”

Questioning – by: Jake

I never question myself, but now as yet another choice was imploding on me, I wondered if I needed to just take some sort of a break from humanity. Maybe over Christmas I would hike a portion of the Appellation Trail. I felt calmer just imagining the utter silence of the wilderness except for myContinue reading “Questioning – by: Jake”

Curbed – by: Jake

I learned today that ribs don’t get fixed. They stay fractured until they heal on their own. Chris is dealing with it too, at least I think he is from what I could hear across the hallway. His whole stupid band ended up coming to the hospital to get him. I really didn’t want toContinue reading “Curbed – by: Jake”

That Waiting Room Conversation – by: Jake

“Don’t think that we are friends now” Chris said. “Dragging me into and out of life-threatening situations doesn’t change what you have done to my family. I know all this stuff is a joke to you, but I’m pretty seriously affected by what you have done with Odette. So is my daughter.” I thought toContinue reading “That Waiting Room Conversation – by: Jake”

From The Car To The E.R. – by: Jake

At Chris’s suggestion, we stopped off at the grocery store looking like total hooligans and picked up a bag of frozen peas for Rissa’s face. Then when we got to the ER we sat in the parking lot for a minute to get our bearings. “What are we going to say in there?” I askedContinue reading “From The Car To The E.R. – by: Jake”

Let It Go – by: Jake

The bedroom door opened and I heard a scared voice say, “Dad, just let it go.” He stood up slowly, his arm pushing off his bent knee with a sudden weariness. He sat on the creaking, sinking bed, still holding the gun with two hands, shaking it In the general direction of my ear. IContinue reading “Let It Go – by: Jake”

Botched Attempt – by: Jake

“This is so messed up” Chris said. “I’m waiting out here.” I took a few breaths and walked through the living room to where I could hear the muffled crying. It was getting louder and sounded like it was coming from a door on the other side of the dining room. Perhaps that lead intoContinue reading “Botched Attempt – by: Jake”