Creative Writing: You Ve Got A Friend

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Almost Sixteen Although not technically the longest day of the year, to me that summer’s eve in Colorado Springs of 1975 seemed like a lifetime. Carole King’s “You’ve Got a Friend” was spinning on the AM station of my friend Paul’s turquoise-blue Karmann Ghia. Paul was eager to show off the fresh $89.99 special Earl Schrieb paint job on his self-refurbished car. Their guarantee, “Bring your car in by 7 and we’ll have it out by 9 the same day, held true.” You had to tape the trim and roll the windows up, or your car’s inside would be painted as well. The thick coat of paint covered minor dents, gravel and dirt. “When you’re down and troubled, and you need a helping hand…” I sang the words out loud, feeling accomplished to have memorized the song. Paul closely resembled Jim Croce: Italian olive skin, corkscrew chestnut curls, …show more content…

As I walked through our front door, an unnatural silence in the living room chilled me. No one greeted me. Heads turned toward me and eyes of shock stared at me. Behind those eyes, I saw people from my family’s congregation crowded on our gold flowered velour sofa and matching chair, the only furniture in our modest living room. I had never seen so many people in our little home, and I was sure most had never been over before. The scene was surreal and messy, like a Monet painting. A deli aroma filled the air; pastrami, fresh rye, and kosher half-sour pickles. Liters of Mott’s Apple Juice and stacks of white generic paper cups still in the plastic wrapping crowded our steel-trimmed blue Formica table. The three matching vinyl-covered chairs remaining from the set, were pushed into the table, along with the odd yellow chair that was brought in from the garage. My heart pounded against my ribcage, as if trying to escape. Even Frenchie tiptoed around, his dingy frizzy curls and overgrown toenails clicking nervously on our worn mustard linoleum

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