jaylar
We argued, at first no big deal, maybe we didn’t take it seriously. But neither of us knew how to back down. We said things we shouldn’t have.
As time past, things began to spiral out of control.
I don’t remember exactly what it was she said or I said, but one night I packed and left.
I left that stupid trailer we had bought and walked away. I caught a bus, then walked some more, and reached Uncle Jackie’s boat, my boat.
Zennie had no idea where I had gone.
I had never told her Uncle Jackie had given me the boat. I’d never mentioned the boat after we’d left it. Never once.
The the tine I was only fuming over the argument as if it were important, significant.
