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üThelastdaysatschool!
éByKaiHolst
dedicatedtoGard!Ç
ThesoftsoundsofGuns'nRoses'"NovemberRain"wasfloatingthroughthe
airashedroppedthepaperontothecoffeetable.Itwasofnovalue
anymore.Dragsighed,anddrankmoreoftheCola.
Christmasvacationwasapproaching.Draghadgreatplansforit,but
hewouldneedsomehelptocarrythemout.Schoolwasoutinthreedays.
Hehadverylittletimetogotoaction.Hehadscaredtheliving
daylightsoutofhisfatherwhenhefirstshowedhimthepaper,andhe
hadbeenevenmorefrightenedwhenDragtoldhimabouthisplans.Drag
thoughtbackonthemomenthehadtoldhisparentsabouttheresultof
thetest.Hesighedagain,androsefromthechair.
MoreColawasconsumedasheleftthelivingroomandwalkedslowly
intohisbedroom.Somewhereunderallthecomputerequipment,papers,
emptyCola-bottlesandmagazines,therewasprobablyafloorsomewhere.
Dragcouldn'trememberwhatcolourithad.Itdidn'tmatteranymore.As
longasthedeskwasvisiblehe'dsurvive.ThefamiliarsmellofüHomeÇ
filledhisnose.Helikedithere.Themessmadehimwonderifhis
apparentlackoranykindoforderperhapswasanotherreasonwhyhe
wasn'tpopularwiththegirls.Well,rightnowhedidn'tgiveashit.
Dragfoundthechairlocatedbetweenthebedandthedesk,andsat
downonit.HeplacedthebottleofColacarefullyonthedesk,opened
thedrawerandgrabbedhisdiary.Thinkingforamoment,hetookholdof
apencilandbeganscribblingdownthediaryentranceoftheday.
ä Monday,December16th1991:Athome.
Boring,boring,boring.Theonlyexcitingthingthathappenedat
schoolwasgettingourMathstestsback.Igota6,asexpected.Ihada
goodlookatVeronicainthelunchbreak.Ihavedecidedtomakeapass
atherbeforevacation.IthinkI'lldoitonThursday,bygivinghera
present.Ialreadyknowwhat.Mybestfriend,Tommy,isgoingtogiveme
ahand.NowallIhavetodoistoavoidgettingintotroublewithPhil.
Ifhefindsout,he'llguaranteedkillme.Well,it'sabouttimeIdid
somehomework.Morenewstomorrow.Youreternally,Drag.
Ç
Heputthepencildown,andlookedaroundhim.Hepickedupapaperfrom
thefloor.Itwashisgraduationpaperfromninthgrade.Hehadn't
graduatedasoneoftheverybestofhisclass,buthisgradeswere
definitelynotbad.Whyhaditbeenlyingonthefloor?Weretheremore
valuablepapersthere?Perhapsitwasabouttimetocleanupinthis
mess?Itwasalmostfivepm.
Atmidnight,hewasalmosthalf-finished.Someplaces,apieceofthe
floorwasvisible,buttherewerestillrubbishallovertheplace.
ExceptforashortdinnerbreakandthephonefromthatstupidAmiga-
freak,he'dbeenworkingonhisroomallafternoon.Ithadgivenresults.
HehadfoundthephotoofVeronicahehadtakeninsecrecytwoyearsago.
Hehadalsofoundalotofotherthingshethoughthe'dlost.Hedecided
togotobedwhenheranoutofspaceinhisshelvesforallthepapers
hepickedup.Fiveminuteslater,hewashappilysnoringaway,dreaming
ofVeronicaandahappyChristmasholiday.
Atschool,thefollowingday,Dragcontinueddevelopinghisbigplan.
HewaspleasedtofindoutthatPhilwasatschool,andsmiledvery
confidentlyathimself.Hismindworkedevenmorefranticthanhishands
duringtypewriting-class.Hetypeddowntheinitialsketchofwhathewas
goingtodo.Afterfinishingit,heregardeditwithcriticaleyes.It
lookedevenbetterthanhehadthoughtitwould.
HehadashorttalkwithTommyaftertype-writingclass.Theybegan
talkingabouttheschooltriptotheRockiesthefollowingday,whereall
Çthepupilsweresupposedtogoskiing.Theywerebothgoingtotakeit
easy,andTommywasplanningtodoverylittleskiing.Mostofthetime
hewasgoingtositatthefireplacewithDrag,whodidn'thaveskisat
all,andwhowasgoingtositthereallthetime.Theyagreedaboutwhat
theyweregoingtobringwiththem,andthenDraghadtoruntoreachhis
Chemistryclasses.
AfterChemistryclasses,hewalkeddowntothecanteen.Pastroom202
and201,downthestairs,pastthePhysicslaboratory,througha
multitudeofcorridorsandtheentrancearea.Inthecanteen,hefound,
ashehadexpected,Philsitting.Alone.
Dragboostedhiscouragetomaximum,andinvitedhimselftositdown
nexttohim.
"Whatdoyouwant,squirt?"Phil'svoicewassmooth,butithada
specialwayofmakingDragunsure.Thistime,however,hedidnotlose
hisself-control.
"Ineedyourhelp."Dragansweredquietly.Phillookedathim.
"WhatmakesyouthinkI'devenconsiderhelpingyou?"Hisvoice
changedtosarcastic.
"Thisone."Dragtookabilloutofispocket.A£100bill.
"Thisbillwillbeyoursifyouhelpmejustthisonce."
PuregreedshonefromPhil'seyesashesawthe$100bill.Thenhe
lookedatDragwithasuspiciousexpressiononhisface.
"AndjustwhatamIsupposedtodotoobtainthislittlebeauty?"His
voicewascold,yetexpectant.
"Hitme,"Dragsaidwithaseriouslookonhisface.Heenjoyedthe
surprisedreaction.Philstareddisbelievingathim.
"Noproblem,"hesaidafterawhileandgrabbedthebill.Justa
momentlaterhehadstuffeditinoneofhispockets,safelyoutof
everybody'ssight.
"But,"hedemanded,"Whywouldyoupaymetohityou?Iusuallydo
thatforfree,includinginterest..."Hesmiledironically.
"It'salongstory,"Dragsaid."YouknowhowmuchIlikeVeronicaand
herlittlesister,Monica."DragnoticedquicklythatPhil'sface
darkenedwhenhementionedVeronica.Everybodyattheschoolknewthat
shewashisgirl,andeverybody,includingDrag,thoughtthatwasapity,
ashewasarudeandbrutalasshole,whileshewasthemostbeautiful
peachintheentireschool.Theywereboth,aswasDrag,atSeniorHigh,
andtheywouldbegraduatingearlynextsummer.Monica,however,wasa
yearyoungerthanthebunchofthem.
"Relaxandlisten,willyou?"Dragquicklycontinuedspeaking.
"NowifyoueventhinkoftouchingVeronica..."Philsounded
threatening.
"Isaidrelax!"Allinasudden,Dragsoundedauthoritative."Iam
goingtomakeapassatMonicaonThursday."Philcalmeddownupon
hearingthis.
"Thisisthestory:"Dragtookadeepbreath."Foraboutayearorso,
Monicahaslikedme.IthinkallIhavetodoisgiveherareasonto
talktome,andit'llbesettled."
"AndjustwheredoIenterthepicture?"
"Thursday,VeronicaandMonicawillbeeatinglunch,righthereinthe
canteen..."
"...astheyalwaysdo,"Philremarkeddryly.
"...astheyalwaysdo.That'swhereyouenterthepicture.Weare
goingtofakeafight,you'llhitme,andI'llstumbleoverher.Of
course,you'regonnatohavetoplaythebadguyorsheprobablywon't
evenlookatme."
"I'llhandlethat",Philsaidsmilingly."Idoitallthetime!"
"Iknow..."NowDragsoundedironically."Anyway,asyou'vealready
takenthebill,Isupposeit'sallsettled,then."Heroseandtookhis
bag."Seeyoulater,pal!"
Ç "Youknow,I'malmostbeginningtolikeyou,"Philsaidafterhimas
hewalkedawayfromthetable.
"Yeah,Ibetyoudo,youslimyfuck,afteralltheblack-mailingand
allthefightswe'vehad!"Dragthoughtsourlyashewaswalkingto
class."Ibetyoudo..."
äTuesday,December17th1991:Gymclass.
IhavebeenlookingatVeronicaagain.Arrrgh,she'sagorgeousgirl.
Ihavealreadyboughtherpresent;Ididsoduringlunchbreak.Anyway,
thefootPhil"accidentally"brokeabouttwoyearsagokeepshurting,so
I'vetakenthisclassoff.PhilcaughtmestaringatVeronicaearlier
today,andIthinkhe'sabouttodosomethingnastytome.Won'tstopme,
though.PerhapsI'mbetteroffwiththebadleg-therestofthebunch
areplayingsoccerorvolleyball,bothofwhicharegamesIloathe!
Well,justfivemoreminutes,andmybuswillleave...Istillhavesome
tinypreparationstodoonVeronica'schristmaspresent,soI'lldothat
tonight.Tomorrowwehave,asusual,theannualtriptotheRockiestogo
skiing.Well,we'llbegonemostoftheday,soIguessI'llprobablynot
writeanythingatalltomorrow.Anyway,Thursday'sthebigday!Till
then...
Ç
Heputdownthepen.Hisintricatewebwastighteningaroundthebastard.
Dragsmiledtohimself.Yes,heknewhewasabloodyliar,butitwasthe
onlywayhecouldgethishighlyawaitedrevengeonPhil.Thursday,it
wasgoingtohappen...
Dragspenttheentireafternoonmakinghisroomlookmoreorless
decent.Theresultwasstunning:Hefoundaheapofthingshehadsortof
missedthelastcoupleofyears,someofthemevenlonger.Herecovereda
beautifulfloorwithtwothrowrugsonit,andacoupleofchairsinthe
south-easterncorner.Sevenhoursofhardwork.Dragdecidedtogotobed
immediatelywhenhehadfinishedthehardwork.Hisbackached,andhis
eyeswerecompletelydriedout.Hebathedtheminthecrystal-blue
cleaningwaterhismotherhadboughthim.Dryeyeshadbeenaproblemfor
years.Hiseyeslookedlikehehadbeencryingwhenhefinallywentto
bedattenthirty.
üRING!RING!RING!
Ç Thesoundofthealarm-clockquicklymadehimleaptohisfeatat
sevenam.
üRING!RING!RING!
Ç Hepacedthefloor,hisheardpoundingwildlyfromtheshockofbeing
sobrutallytornoutofsleepmodebytheloudsound.Heturnedoffthe
clockbutasecondbeforeitstartedtoringforthethirdtime.He
lookedinthemirrorhehadhungonthewallnexttothedoor.Hishair
stoodtoallsides,andhelookedtired.Asamatteroffact,heäwas
Çtired!Andhisheartstillbangedlikeamaniacinhischest.
"Timetogetupandhavesomebreakfast,"hethoughtsourlyashewent
intothebathroom.There,hewashedandshavedhimselfandgotdressed.
Nextstop:Thekitchen!
Thekitchenwashismother'sdomain.Shekeptitclean,tidy,and
alwaysstuffedtothebrimwithvariousfood.Strangely,Dragdidn'tfeel
particularlyhungry.Hewalkedinacircleonthekitchenfloorfora
while,andthenhemadesomefoodtobringalongonthetriptothe
Rockies.Skiingwasnotoneofhismaininterests.Still,heintendedto
haveagoodtimesittingnexttothefireplacenexttotheski-track.He
lookedoutofthewindow,andsawthattheweatherwasperfect.
Hemadesomesandwichesandboiledsomewater.Hemadebothtea,cocoa
andcoffeetotakewithhim,andevenrememberedtopacksomesugar,
lemonandhoneyforthetea,milkforthecoffeeandsomeextracups
(Justincase...).Thenhewentbackintothebathroomandfoundthe
Çclotheshewasgoingtowear.Warmclothes,ofcourse.Thenhewentback
intohisroomandfetchedatapehehadpreparedaweekbefore.Ata
quartertoeight,hewasreadytogotoschool. Walkingsilently,in
ordernottowakeuphisparents,heleftthehousetwominuteslater.
Theshortwalktoschoolwasfinishedinfiveminutes.Hestrolled
alongtheancillaryroads,thewayhealwaysdid.InBedfieldRoadhe
noticedTommywalkingwithhisnewskisonhisneck.Theywalkedthelast
bittogether,andstoodtalkinginthecanteenthelastcoupleofminutes
beforetheirbuseswerescheduledtoarrive.BothDragandTommynoticed
thatVeronicaandMonicawerestandingontheirownnexttotheentrance.
Philwasnowheretobeseen.
TommyturnedtolookatDragandsmiled.
DragturnedtolookatTommyandsmiledback.
"üLET'SGOFORIT!!!Ç"theyshoutedatthesametime,laughedforabout
athirdofasecondandwalkedtowardstheentrancearea,aimingatthe
girls.
"Hi,Monica,"Dragsaid,smilingfriendlyather.
"Hello,Veronica,"Tommysaid.
Thegirlsturnedaroundandfacedthem.Monicaimmediatelybeganto
smileatDrag,andVeronicalookedsurprisedathim.
"Hi,"theysaid,returningtheboys'smiles.
"So,whatareyoutwoladiesgoingtodotoday?"Draglookeddirectly
atMonicauponasking,stillsmilingawarmsmileather.Monicaflushed,
andlookedaway.
"Wearegoingtositasclosetothecampfireaspossibletoavoid
catchingacold,"Veronicasaid."Howaboutyou?"Thetoneofhervoice
wasamixtureofhumourandcuriosity.
"Well,mylegisnotfeelingverywell,soIwasthinkingabout
keepingyouwithcompany,unlessPhilisaround."Dragcarefullyrubbed
hisleftknee,demonstratingwhathemeant.ThekneePhilhadbroketwo
yearsago.Monicalookedathim,hereyesfilledwithpity.
"He'snotgoingtocomeatall,"shesaid,"hetoldusyesterdayabout
atriptotheCapitol.""Godknowswherehegotthemoneyforthat,"
Veronicaaddedphilosophically.
"IsupposeIknow,"Dragthought."Well,"hesaid,andlookedout,
"seemslikeourbuseshavearrived.Perhapswe'dbettermoveifwe're
gonnagetanyseats."Heturned,andbegantomoveslowlytowardsthe
doors.
"Yeah!"Monicabentdown,pickedupherbag,andfollowedhim.
"Letmetakethat,"Dragsaidquickly,andgrabbedthe bagbeforeshe
couldcomplain.Thenhewalkednexttohertothenearestbus.Behind
them,TommyandVeronicalookedsurprisedatDragasheputhisarms
aroundMonica'sshoulder.Thentheylookedateachother,bothaskingthe
samequestion:WasthisthesameshyDragtheyhadusedtoknow?
Theninetyminuteslongbusridewasuneventful.Dragsatnextto
Tommy,andrightbehindthemwereMonicaandVeronica.Thefourofthem
wereremarkablysilent,andTommyandVeronicathoughttheymusthave
seenandheardwrongearlier.Dragactedassilentandshyashealways
did.Theonlythinghedidthathehadneverdonebefore,wastoapproach
thedriverandaskhimtoplaythetapehehadbrought.Toeverybody's
surprise,thetapecontainedlotsofcalm,nicemusic,andnotthe
hardcorespeed-,death-,trash-anddeaf-metalé(Speed-anddeath-metalis
okay,butwhattheheckistrash-anddeaf-metal?-Ed)Çheusually
listenedto.SomeheavyballadsandpopularsongsbyamongotherSkid
Row,QueensrÿcheandMr.Bigmadesuretheatmosphereinthebuswas
quitegood.Butstill,Dragwasmuteandlookedoutofthewindow.
"CanIgothroughwithit?"Heaskedhimself."PerhapsIwouldbemuch
betterwithout?Orperhapsnot...No,ifIdon'tdoit,it'lltake
longer,andhurtmore.ButifIfindoutthatMonicareallylikesme...
Whatabouther?Howwillshefeel?Andmyparents?"Hedarednoteven
Çthinkofit.
Hisdepressionpassedwhentheyarrivedatthedestinationsomewhere
highupintheRockies.Draghadnevercaredtofindoutwhattheplace
wascalled.Nevertheless,theweatherwasbrilliantandthetemperature
wasperfect;Nottoocold,andnottoowarm.Itseemedlikeitwasgoing
tobeaperfectday.Theircampsitewasplacedfiftyyardsonthesouth
oftheski-track,onaflatspotintheotherwiseverysteep
mountainside.
Aftertherollcall,thepupilsscatteredafterwhattheyweregoing
todo.Somebodyweregoingtodosomedown-hillracing,andotherwere
goingtojustwalkaround.Mostofthem,however,wereplanningtogather
aroundthelargecampfiretheteachershadpromisedwouldbereadywithin
halfanhourafterarrival.
DragandTommyseparatedimmediatelyafterleavingthebus.Drag
followedMonicaandVeronicatothecampsite,andtheyfoundanice
placetositdown.Dragborrowedashuffle,andbuiltsomewind-screens
ofsnowbehindthem,andconstructedacrude,yetefficient"table"in
frontofthem.Thegirlswereimpressedbyhisinsight,andwhenthey
asked,hetoldthemhehaddoneitseveraltimesbefore.
Thethreeofthemsatthere.Thefirewasbuiltonlytenyardsaway,
andtheyweresittingoutofthewind,sothesmokewentintheother
direction,buttheycouldstillfeelthewarmth.Thesunshoneatthem.
Draghadpickedthebestplace,andeverybody,includingtheteachers,
enviedthem.
Atabouthalfpastten,Monicadecideditwasabouttimetohave
somethingtodrink.ShepickedupathermosfromthebagDraghadcarried
alltheway,andpouredherselfacupofhotchocolate.Noticingthat
VeronicalookedwithanenviouseyeatMonica,Dragquicklypickeduphis
ownthermosandoneoftheextracups.
"Wouldyoulikesomehotchocolate?"
Shelookedsurprisedathim,andgavehimoneoftheraresmilesthat
madeherthemostbeautifulgirlinschool."Yes,"shesaid,"I'dlove
to."Herslim,graciousfingerstookthecupheofferedher,andhe
pouredhersomeofthehotdrink.Thenhemadesomeforhimself,andthey
allsatthere,thesunshiningintheirfaces.
Suddenly,Tommyappearedfromnowhere.
"Hey,niceplace,Drag."Helookedaroundhim."Whereareallthe
others?"
"WhichäothersÇ,"Veronicaasked.Tommyexplainedthataboutfiftyof
thepupilsweregoingtogoskiingtoacottageaboutfivemilesfurther
south,andthathehadlosttherestofthem.
"Bigdeal,"shesaid."Whydon'tyouhaveaseathereandforgetabout
therest?"Tommylookedquestioningather,andthenatDrag.
"Yeah,sure,"hesaidafteramoment,"Whynot?"Withinseconds,he
hadtakenofftheskisanddumpeddownnexttoDrag.Almost
simultaneously,oneoftheteachersshoutedawarning.
"Avalanche!!!"Thewordmakeeverybodyjump.Afewofthepupilshad
madetheirownfiresomewhereelse,andwerenowskiing.Thefirewasout
ofcontrol,andhadmelteditselfdowntotherocks.Theresultwasthat
tonsofsnowsuddenlylosttheirfootholdonthemountainandfloweddown
themountainside.
Monicascreamedasshediscoveredthesnowslideafewhundredyards
aboveandalittletothesouthofthem.Asinglepersonwasvisiblejust
alittlebitbelowit,franticallymovingtowardsthecamp.Dragroseand
startedrunningtowardshim.Ascreamwasheardfrombehindhim."No!
Drag!"
Heignoredit.Twosecondslater,hesawthatitwastoolate.Atower
ofsnowfelloverthelonepersonanddraggedhimdownthemountainside.
DragturnedbackandjumpedatTommy.
"Givemeyourshoes!"Tommylookedlikeaquestionmark."Comeon!!!
ÇNow!!!"HeshoutedthewordsatTommy,whoimmediatelytookhisshoes
off.Dragdraggedoffhisown,andslippedintoTommy's.
Tommyhadlefthisskisrightnexttothefire.Dragquicklytookthem
on,andhurledhimselftowardstheavalanchearea.Itwasaterrible
sight.Thesnowslidehadnotbeenlarge,butithadgonefarandbroken
severaltreesafewhundredyardsbelowthecamp.Dragcouldseenotrace
ofthepersonwhohadbeencaughtinit.
Heraceddownthesteepslope,almostfallingseveraltimes.Hecould
hearthathewasbeingfollowedbyseveralother.Finally,hearrivedat
thebottomoftheavalanche.Still,therewasnosignofthevictim.Drag
kickedtheskisoff,andbegansearchingforthepoorguy.Secondslater
hewasjoinedbyacoupleofteachers.
Halfamileabovethem,Monicastoodpale,regardingthescenewith
horror.Fivepersonsweresearching.Theywereshoutingandusingsticks.
Shewonderedwhoitwasthathadbeencaughtbytheslide.Shecouldn't
separateDragfromtheothers.
VeronicacameandgaveheracupofDrag'scoffee.
"Thanks,"Monicasaidandsippedatit.
Veronicasighedheavilyandlookedatthepeopledownthere."Isure
hopeheisalright,whoeverhewas."SheputherarmaroundMonicato
comforther."Relax,littlesister.He'llbealright."Shesighedagain.
Tommyappearednexttothem.Alsohelookedattherescuersthatwere
franticallytryingtofindthemissingperson."IsthatDragoverthere
ontheleft?"Hepointedatapersonmovingabitawayfromtheothers.
"Couldbe..."Monicasoundedweary.Veronicawassilent.
Suddenlytheynoticedthattheguyontheleftdowntherehadfound
something.Veronicabithernails.Thepeoplecrowdedaroundasingle
point,andtherewashecticmovement.Tommyhopedtheyhadfoundthepoor
guystillalive.Hesentaquietprayertothedeityinwhichhedidn't
reallybelieve.Still,anythingcouldhelp.
Momentslater,theycouldallseesomethingbeingcarriedawayby
threeofthepersonsdownthere.Theothertwobegantomoveslowly
upwardsagain.MonicanoticedthatoneofthemwasDrag.
Fiveminuteslater,hehadreachedthecampagain.Monicarantomeet
him.
"Ishealright?"Sheaskedinaworriedvoice.Draglookedbackwith
anassuringexpressiononhisface."Itwasagirl,"hesaid,"Janefrom
2G,actually.Ifoundher."HetookoffTommy'sskisandshoesandtook
onhisown."Shewasperfectlyalright,butshealmostchokedunderthe
snow.Shewasquitefrightened,butIdon'tthinkshehadbroken
anything.Sheisbeingfollowedtothecottage,andshewillbetherethe
restoftheday."
Monicakissedhimonthecheek.Helookedsurprisedather."Whydid
youdothat?"TommyandVeronicamovedbacktotheirplaces.
MonicaansweredwhenshewasstandingalonewithDrag."Becauseyou
areabraveyoungman,andbecauseI'vefalleninlovewithyou."Drag
openedhismouthandstaredather.
"What?"Hesoundeddisbelieving.
"Iloveyou,"Monicasaid,smilingshylyathim.
"Well..."Dragsmiledback."Whydon'twesitdown?"Heputhisright
armaroundherwaistandwalkedhertotheplaceVeronicaandTommywere
sitting.Again,hewasfilledwithdoubtaboutwhetherhecouldcarryout
thegreatplanornot.
Eventhoughhewassurprisedtofindthathewasactuallyrightabout
Monica,hewasevenmoresurprisedtoseehowgoodTommyandVeronica
camealongwitheachother.WhenheandMonicacamecloser,theyfound
themsittingclosetoeachother,andTommywasholdingVeronica'shands
inhisown.DragandMonicalookedateachother.
"Hem!"Dragclearedhisthroatloudly."...arewebyanychance
interruptingsomething?"Monicalaughed.Tommylookedembarrassedup.
Ç "No!No,notreally."HeletVeronica'shandsgo.Dragsmiledathim,
andtightenedhisowngripofMonica'swaist.Shesmiledandmovedtosit
down.
Thenextcoupleofhourswerefilledwithalotofchattingabout
everything,sometimesevenaboutnothing(e.g.thesizeofPhil's
brain...).DragnoticedthathehadmuchincommonwithMonica,andhe
foundoutthathewasfallinginlovewithher.
DragandTommygaveawayalmostallofthewarmdrinkstheyhad
broughtwiththem.MostwenttotoMonicaandVeronica,buteventeachers
andotherschool-mateshadtheirshare.Thelasttwohoursofthetrip,
everybodycrowdedaroundthehappycornerofthecamp,whichmeantaround
theplaceDragwassitting.OneoftheboysinMonica'sclasshadbrought
aguitar,andhebegantoplaythefirstchordsofasonghehadheardon
Drag'stapeonthetripthere,Queensrÿche's"SilentLucidity."
"Myall-timefavourite..."MonicasaiddreamilytoDrag.Shehadsaid
soonthebus,aswell.Someofthegirlsknewthewordsbyheart,and
sangalong.Monicasoonjoinedthem.Hervoicewasclearandbeautiful,
andshesangoutloud...
àHush,now,don'tyoucry
Wipeawaytheteardropfromyoureye
You'relyingsafeinbed
Itwasallabaddream
Spinninginyourhead
Yourmindtrickedyoutofeelthepain
ofsomeoneclosetoyou
leavingthegameoflife
Sohereitis,anotherchance
wideawake,youfacetheday
yourdreamisover
...orhasitjustbegun?
Ç
DraglookedatMonica.Shewassmilingandhadhereyesclosedasshe
sang.Thesweetlookofherfacemadehimtakeaninstantdecisionabout
theplan.
"Icannotgothroughwithit!"Hestaredguiltilyonthewhitesnowin
frontofhim.Thearrangementscouldgotohell.Nowhehadsomethingto
fightfor,somethingtolivefor.HelookedatMonica.Shewasstill
smiling.TommyandVeronicahadalsojoinedthesinging.Theywere
holdingeachother'shands.SuddenlyMonicalookedathim.Draglistened
tothesongforamoment,andfollowedTommy'sexample,andtookMonica's
handsintohisown.Staringintoherazure-blueeyes,hestartedsinging
withher.
à
Iwillbewatchingoveryou
Iangonnahelpyouseeitthrough
Iwillprotectyouinthenight
Iamsmilingnexttoyou
Insilentlucidity
Ç
Astingofguiltflowedoverhimastheysmiledateachother.Heknewhe
couldnotletthatgirldown.Thedecisionwasmade.Theplanwas
abandoned.
Thesongended,andtheatmospheregrewevenbetter.Everybody
applaudedandlaughed,andsomebodywasshouting"More,more!"Thenoise
wasimmense.Theguitarplayerwasjustabouttostartanothersong,as
oneoftheteachers,theheadmaster,asamatteroffact,enteredthe
happypartyandliftedhisarms.
"Itistimetogo,"heshouted.Everybodyweresuddenlysilent.
"Thebuseswillleaveinhalfanhour,andyoumustallgodownin
Çtime!"Theheadmasterlookedatthedisappointedpupils."Iknowyou'd
liketostayherealittlelonger,butthebuseswillleaveinthirty
minutes,withorwithoutus."Heseemedtobeabitdisappointedhimself
asheleftthecrowdandstartedwalkingdownthesteepslopetowardsthe
buses.
Thecrowdaroundthemscattered.Peoplefollowedtheheadmasterdown
theslope.DragletMonica'shandsgo."Perhapswe'dbettermove,"he
said,movingtopackhisthreethermosesdowninhisrucksack.Tommyand
Veronicaleft,brieflysayinggoodbye.
MonicaandDragwalkedslowlyafterthem,holdinghands.
"Whydon'tyoucomevisitmesometime?"DragaskedMonicaasthey
werehalf-waydown.Shelookedsurprisedathim.
"Sure!Howabouttonight?"Anenthusiasticsmilespreadonherface.
"Whynot?"Dragsmiledback.Suddenlyhenoticedaspotwithoutany
snowonitabouthundredyardsfurtherdown.Withdeliberatestepshe
pacedtowardsit,leavingMonicawaiting.Ittookhimonlyamomentto
findwhathehadbeensearchingfor.HereturnedtoMonica,hidinghis
rightarmbehindhisback.Shelookedathimwithasuspiciousglance,
yethervoiceheldatraceofhumourassheaskedhimaquestion.
"Whatwasthatgoodfor?"
Dragdidn'tsayaword.Hejustsmiledinamysteriousway,andwalked
hertothebus.Justbeforetheyentered,hetookforthhisrightarm,
andrevealedasmallbunchofbeautiful-smellingcyclamen.
"Atfiveo'clock?"heaskedasheofferedthemtoher.
"Atfiveo'clock,"sherepliedinasweetvoiceassheacceptedthe
bunch.Thenshekissedhimslightlyonthecheek,andenteredthebus,
leavingDragbindherintheseventhsky.
"Drag,wakeup!"ThelaughingvoiceofTommysuddenlymadeDragcome
backdowntotheplanetEarth.Helookedaroundhim,andwonderedhowand
whenhehadenteredthebus,whichwasalreadymovingdownthehill.He
glancedbackatMonica.SheandVeronicawerehappilychattingalong,
obviouslyabouthimandTommy.HeturnedbacktoTommy.
"Say,whathappenedbetweenyouandVeronica?"heasked.
"Thesamethingasbetweenyouandhersister,"hereplied."Sheis
comingtomyplacetonight,andwe'replanningtogotothemovies."He
smiled."ThisistheendofPhil!"
"Evidentially,itis..."Dragsaidthoughtfully.Phil!Thepartofthe
planhedidn'tcontrol."Heck!"hethought."WhydidIpayhimin
advance?"Drag'sfacedarkened.
"Somethingwrong?"Tommyasked.Dragcalmeddown.
"No,"hereplied."Nothing.Monicaiscomingtomyplaceatfive.I
hadn'tplannedtogotothemovies,butwemightdoitanyway."Helooked
questioningatTommy."Whichfilmareyousupposedtosee?"
"'Bugsy'hasreturnedfromPhilly.They'replayingitforthetenth
timeatOdeonII.Whyareyouasking?"
"BecauseIdon'twanttorunintoyouwhenI'mhavingadate,"Drag
saidsarcastically,ignoringthesadfaceTommypretendeduponhearing
it.Thentheybothlaughed.
"Goodluck,Drag,"Tommysaidsmilingly,"You'regonnaneedit!"
"Thanks,Tom.Sametoyou!"Theylaughedagain,andDragdecidedto
havesomemusic.Hewalkedtothefront,andaskedthedrivertoplaythe
tapeagain.Secondslater,Guns'nRoses'"NovemberRain"filledthe
channels,andtheatmospherewentrightup,asontheothertrip.
DragandMonicabrieflyexchangedsomewordswhentheyleftthebus,
reassuringeachotherthatitwasatfiveshewastocometohisplace.
Shekissedhimlightlyonthecheekagain,andwasgone.NowonderDrag
waswalkingonsunshineallthewayhome!
Athalfpastfour,hisparentscamehomefromwork.Hehadfinished
dinneralongtimeago,andtheyateinsilence.
"Drag,"hismotherfinallyasked,"Wouldyouminddoingthedishes
Çtoday?"
"Yes,IamafraidIwouldmind,"Dragsaidhumorous.Hismotherlooked
athim.
"Sowhatareyouuptothen,son?"Drag'sfather,Ronald,leanedback
andsighedheavily.
"Oh,nothingimportant,"Dragsaidwithatwist,"You'llfindout..."
Hesmiled.
Afterashortpause,hisfathercontinued."Drag,"hesaidandsighed,
asifitwasaheavyburdentotalk."Ithinkweshouldhaveatalkabout
thediagnosis."Draglookedathisfather.
"Youmeannow,here?"
"No,Imeaninthelivingroom,infiveminutes,"hisfatheranswered,
withthesamesarcastictoneDraghadused.Theylookedateachother,
smiling.Aminutelatertheyleftthetableandwalkedoutofthe
kitchen.
Inthelivingroom,theTVsetwasstillon.Dragturnedthevolume
down,andsatdownoppositehisfather.Amomenttheydidnothingbut
lookateachother.
"Drag,Drag,Drag,whatarewegoingtodowithyou?"Ronaldasked
himself."Idon'tknowwhyyouwenttothehospital,butIamgladyou
did."Hesighed,andpickedupthepaperDraghadthrownonthetabletwo
daysearlier.
"Justletmelivemyownlife,"Draganswered."Aslongasthat
lasts,"headdedquietly.Hisfatherstillmanagedtooverhearthe
comment.
"Ihopeyoudidn'tmeanthat,son."Helookedencouragingathisson.
"Qualisartifexpereo",Draganswered
"Eventhoughcancermightbelethal,I'msureyou'renotgoingtojust
dryup,andturnintoamelancholic,carelessjerk.Orareyou?"He
soundedworried.Suddenly,thedoorbellrang.
"Ofcoursenot,"Dragsaidasherosetoanswerit."Ihappentohave
agoodreasonnottodie..."Hewalkedacrossthefloorandintothe
hall."HernameisMonica,"heshoutedbacktohisfather,"AndI'm
takinghertohemoviestonight!"Hisfathersatwithhismouthwide
open.WasthistheDragheheraisedandknownthroughoutallhislife?
Dragopenedthedoor,andlookedattheslim,attractivebodyof
Monica.Shewasdressedinadeep-reddressandanicecoat,andshehad
alovelynecklaceandaringonherfinger.Dragsmiled,andopenedthe
doortoletherin.
"Welcometomyhumbleabode,"hesaidasheclosedthedoorbehind
her."Letmetakeyourcoat."Heactedliketheperfectpartner,helped
heroffwiththecoatandputitcarefullyinthelittlewardrobe.Then
hewalkedhertohisroom,pastthestillopenliving-roomdoor.He
noticedthathisfatherwasstillgapinginsurprise.
"Veni,vidi,vici."Hesmiledashesaidthewordstohisfatherand
puthisarmaroundMonica'swaistinfrontofhiseyes.Thesurprised
lookonRonald'sfacegrewevenmoreapparent.
Dragopenedthedoortohisroom,andimpressedMonicaalot.Itwas
tidyandclean.Hehadworkedhecticallyforacoupleofhourstofixit
up,andtheresultwasthathiscomputerwasnowrunningaprogramwhich
wascontinuallyplayingalong,sadtune,thedimlightgavetherooman
appearanceofmagic,andthefloorwasclearofallrubbish.Thewalls
werenowdecoratedwiththepostershisolderbrotherhadgivenhimlast
christmas;Theoneoftheunicorn,andthe"LordoftheRings"gigantic
poster.
Monicalookedaround."Drag,it'sgorgeous!"Shelookedattheunicorn
poster."I'vegotoneofthose,too!"SIlently,Dragthoughtthatthe
roomhadbeenevenfurtherimprovedthemomentMonicahadentered. "I
loveyourroom,"sheutteredafterashortmomentofsilence.
TheysatdownonthesofaDraghaddiscoveredtwodaysearlier,during
Çthelargeclean-out.Hedecidedtosayitatonce.
"Monica,"hebegan,lookingather."Ihaveaconfessiontomake."
Shelookedcurious,andurgedhimtocarryon.Dragsigheddeep,and
spokeoninalow,sadvoice.
"Ihaveaproblem."
"What?"Monicademanded.
"Cancer."Hesaiditasgentleashecould.Yet,shestaredathim,
shocked.
"What?"
"Youheardmewell."Draglookeddownintothefloor."Isufferfrom
lungcancer."Monicalookedathim,buthecouldn'tmakehimselfface
her.Hesighedagain.
Asuddenmovementmadehimlookup,onlytoseeherhair.Sheheldhim
inapassionateembracement."Oh,Drag,"shesaid,"Whydidn'tyoutell
mebefore?"Hetouchedhercheek,andfelttears.
"Itmightbelethal,"hesaid,"Butmychancesofsurvivalwillbe
muchhigherifIstruggle."Hepushedhergentlyaway."NowIhave
somethingtostrugglefor."Theystaredintoeachother'seyesfora
moment,andthenheembracedheragain.Dragnoticedthatshewas
trembling,asifshewasjustabouttocry.Hehadtofighttokeephis
owntearsback.
Foraminuteortwotheyjustsatthere,likethat.Themusiccameto
anend,andsilencefilledtheroom.
"Youhaveme,"Monicasaidquietly,directlyintoDrag'sear."Iam
goingtohelpyouseeitthrough!"Dragcouldfeelhertearsflowdown
hischeek.
"I'llmakeit,"hesaid."Butdon'tcry,sweetheart."Again,hepushed
heraway."Let'sdosomethingelse."Hewipedawaythetearsfromher
face."Doyouwanttogotothemovies?"
Afewminuteslater,theywalkedtogetheroutthefrontdoor.Draghad
alookatthebeautifulworld,whichhenowrealizedtoperhapsnotbeso
cruel,afterall...
üTheEndÇ
(Farout,man-EdB^)