Memories of Emily: Run Part 3

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I went to the movies for the first time in a long time and saw F/X at the two-dollar theatre on Saturday morning. Watching the film failed to recapture the theater’s magic, and sitting in the dark, watching the screen's motion, could not block out life's circumstances. Ignoring Jarid’s calls after Spear’s arrest, knowing he narced on Spear, added to the growing futility for life moving all around me.

Walking to the abandoned house after the movie and discovering Shonet’s absence, I sat on the steps outside, awaiting her return. Jarid approached in the distance, and I stood as he neared and stopped several feet from the front steps. I pointed to him. “You got some fucking nerve showing up here.”

He frowned, widening his eyes. “What?”

“Don’t what me, motherfucker? You’re a fucking narc.”

He shook his head. “What the hell are you talking about?”