Thursday, February 13th,
2020
Ever Ready
I went Brat Boy’s volleyball game and sat with his girlfriend CharChar. KC strolled in a few minutes later and sat down next to me.
I went Brat Boy’s volleyball game and sat with his girlfriend CharChar. KC strolled in a few minutes later and sat down next to me.
“I guess you heard the bad news,” KC said.
“Your girlfriend’s pregnant and you want to drop out of
school,” I said.
He shook his head. “The really bad news – my dad finished
that bottle of cough syrup in three days. It was supposed to last two weeks.”
“That sucks, but no offense, the pregnant-girlfriend-no-job-sketchy-plan
thing isn’t great news either.”
We watched a few
points before he said, “Maybe I got myself into this, but I really need my dad
and he’s not ready. All those years he stayed clean, he was always ready if I
needed him. Now I don’t feel like I can rely on him. To me, that’s the bad
news.”
I didn’t know what to say. Maybe someday cancer or an
accident or something else I couldn’t control would leave me unready, not able
to help. But, that day I wasn’t going to
do something within my control take me out of the game. I wasn’t going to pick
up the first drink.
Today I will be ready.
2020 Vision ©2017 by Ken Montrose
2020 Vision is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the
characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.
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