that he was the ghost in my house, and you knew that eventually he would move on to a better place and he did. He is gone. I don’t know why you pretended to not know who he was at first, but I am not stupid, I know that you knew.”
“I’m so sorry, Drew. What happened?” Liza’s eyes began to tear up.
“Oh, don’t you cry!” Drew yelled. “I have been trying so hard to hold myself together since that morning when I woke up and you were gone and he was nowhere to be found. I cried myself through that day and I am not going to cry over it anymore. I’m done. He is gone and that is that!”
“Drew, honey, please don’t yell at me. I love you, and I’m not the one that you are angry at. I am so sorry that you are going through all of this pain, but are you sure that he is gone? I mean, where could he have gone really?”
“I don’t know, Liza, wherever it is that people go when they die. I mean wherever they are supposed to go. Maybe all of the commotion that we were making made God realize that he left one behind and so he came and got him. Who the hell knows?”
“I just said that I don’t know. I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” She started to walk away and then turned to Liza again, “You think that I don’t see how you and your family are? Do you think that I don’t want that for myself? Because I do! I never realized until I got to feel Brendan’s lips on mine that I do want all of that. I want the barbecues and the crab boils. I want the parties and the walks in the park. I want the holding hands and the sneaking secret little kisses in when you think that no one is watching. I want that so bad, Liza. I want it with Brendan and I can never have it. It’s not fair! What did I ever do to deserve that? What did I ever do to be given a taste of what love can be and then have it all taken away from me?”
She leaned against her bike now and rubbed her head. She was trying so hard not to cry but the alcohol was getting the better of her emotions.
“Do you love him, Drew? I mean really love him?” Liza asked her friend.
“So what if I do? He is gone. It damn sure doesn’t do me any good now, does it?”
Pamela, Liza’s four year old daughter, stuck her head out of the front door to holler at her mother, “Mamma, are you going to tuck us in or not?” She said with her hands on her hips.
Drew started to turn away then stopped and looked at Liza one last time, “Children.” She said. “Children are so innocent aren’t they? They have no idea what is really out there. Most adults have no idea, Liza.”
“I’ll be right there, Sweetheart!” Liza called back.
“What if he wasn’t gone though?” Liza said to Drew again. “What if he was just waiting for you to say those words to him, those three little magic words that could change both of your lives forever?” Drew thought that Liza was just getting a little bit too excited over a hypothetical situation. It was pissing her off even more that she was toying with her emotions which wasn’t like Liza at all.
“Liza, he is still in love with his Lezetta. It wouldn’t matter if he was here with me right now or not, he doesn’t love me… he loves her.”
Liza seemed to be off in her own world, thinking. So, Drew took the opportunity to climb on her bike before Liza could wrestle her back. “Ok Drew, but do you love him?”
“Good night, Liza.” Drew said and put on her helmet.
Liza was pacing now. She was up to something but Drew had absolutely no idea what it could be. She watched her sit down on the steps of her house and stare off into Liza land.
Drew wasn’t sure what exactly was going on in Liza’s brain and she honestly didn’t really care at that moment. She snuck off on the motorcycle before Liza could come back to reality.
Drew knew better than to drive while intoxicated, especially on a bike and on such a big weekend for