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Eamon It was Sunday. We always come to town on the same day. Every week the same boring routine. Except during Christmas and the usual holidays. Two more years and it will be over. I supposed to be glad; I was not. Going down the stairs, I stopped. Who’s that? I didn’t realize there were people there! She looked at me straight in the eyes; I did the same. Then I went to fetch water. She brought sautéed bitter melon with egg for supper. We ate from the same plate. I didn’t ask her name. We lived opposite each other. Her place was the first I see when I wake up in the morning. I have no choice; it’s there. We played cards. Sometimes for candies, other times for anything under the sun except money. (One of her rules) we did it mostly with her mother and niece; and Christian, my best friend. He is really loud and sleek. Why I never noticed it before? Strange... She stayed. For a while at least. I was surprised to find her waiting at my house in the mountain one evening; together with two of the girls I know. Out of nothing better to do she said. It became a habit. I liked it. But we were always surrounded with people. That was the other side of it. Very different she is. Unusual was not even close. Weird could be it. I’m not sure. Who cares? She can do something with her eyes. I don’t know exactly what it is. Kind of: saying everything, but really nothing. Very confusing. She decided to take a boat in the middle of the night to go to an island opposite ours. I regretted telling her that the lights she was seeing was from a fiesta dance. I had to come. Can hardly let her go by herself? She’s not exactly alone. We all went with her. Well...almost. Monday stayed. we supposed to have mid-term exam the next morning. Parent needed was the order of the day. So furious was my father. I never realized that staying up whole night walking, or sleeping on a bare concrete floor of some strange house could be fun. And that was only the start. I learned to lie and deceive. Even to myself. Jumping out from the boarding house's window; skipping classes so I can go to the waterfalls, climbing onto the roof for no reason other than watching the moon, broke into someone’s empty house, spent a night in the cemetery playing spirit of the glass, walk for miles in the rain. I did all that because of her. I remember getting off the vehicle I was in; even though I was half-way home, simply because I encountered the jeep she was riding. We spent the night together. What a pity not alone. Like I said; there were always others. We had some moments. But she always managed to elude the” what could and if”. I think things like that need practice. She must have done it quite a lot; she’s the master of it. Funny, but she’s more accessible to others. I mean, closer. Like with my cousin. She shared a blanket. (For a picture that is. I still have it) She even sat next to Christian on the front of a closed shop in the dark and laughed. I hate my bestfriend for it. Does she know that he called her “hot”? At the end she broke my heart. She lied big time. Not about her age or who she is. That was not important. It was something else. I can forgive her everything! The complicated song and dance; that stunt with Monday setting me up,the first kiss I never had, the phoney letter, losing that special rock i found on the beach and gave to her, everything! But not Dimple. I asked her. She denied! Why??? At the end, she let me find out. In the cruellest way possible; face-to-face., just like that. She said: “Eamon, it simply cannot.”  ~ Jolielaide  |
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they were bestfriends. Eamon is a couple of years older than Monday. Together with Christian, they formed a pyramid. much similar to Jimenrex, Joel and Bong trio. ~ Jolielaide
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probably, the sweetest thing he did was the time he climbed coconut tree at 2:00 am to get the juice coz i ran out of mineral water and i cannot drink unfiltered water anymore the last time i did it i landed in the hospital suffering from Gastroenteritis ~ Jolielaide
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he tried to teach me to dance cha-cha-cha but he's using double steps i find it quite hard i remember the night his father saw me for the first time he asked me if eamon and i are classmates i almost laughed but then again it was dark same when friends of Monday saw us in church and mistook me for his girlfriend, it was also twilight me and monday shouted simultaneously both quite shocked: "aaahhhhhh!!!!! nooooo!!!!!!!" ~ Jolielaide
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4/19/2009 9:31 am |
lovely story and so much fun exploring... [I God is pure love...
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miss those days ~ Jolielaide
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always Princess to survive ~ Jolielaide
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