Sally

Gettin Weird Chapter 31

“Wally, what happened?” 

 “Look at the front page of the newspaper.” 

“We don’t take the paper; what happened? Are you okay?” 

“I’m all right,” Wally says, sounding more angry than sad, “Sally never came by to pick me up last night. Instead, she blew me off, got drunk and drove her sporty little Mercedes the wrong way on the freeway into an eighteen-wheeler. . .” I hear Wally fighting back the tears, “She’s dead.” 

“Was Garth with her?” 

“No” Wally says, “they had a fight and she took off and got drunk and . . .” tears choke off the rest of his words. 

I say, “I’m coming over.”