Red Hair & Freckles

Gettin Weird Chapter 5.

I take the cordless phone and walk up to my room with it and close the door behind me so that Wally and I can have some privacy. Wally talks real fast, scared and it sounds like he’s almost crying. I feel terrible for him. I ask what happened.

As he explains, I can’t believe what I’m hearing, I need him to repeat it, “A taillight?”

“Yeah, the right side.”

I ask, “The cops pulled you over for having a taillight out and they busted you for drunk-driving?”

“No, for ‘minor in possession of alcohol’.”

“Did you blow the breathalyzer?”

Wally says, “Yeah.”

“What’d you blow?”

“.03”

“And they arrested you for that?” I yell, pissed-off.

“Well it is against the law for a minor to drink.”

“Bull!” I feel my ears burn, “You had a taillight out on a car that isn’t even yours and you blew an alcohol level that was less than half the legal cut-off. They took your ass to jail for that?”