to be an exchange student in France for the year, I will work for a year first to pay for it since Rich is in
school and it’s expensive
at Purdue. I will work for a year save up money and pay for my year in France. I
have already looked into it, I can apply to the exchange program since I’m not eighteen yet.”
They looked at me.
“Then I will go to France for a year and you won’t have to
worry about Rich and me in college at the same
time for awhile.”
The TV was unheard.They were silent.
“I don’t want to go to school right now. I’m burned out. I just want to take some time off, but I will go to
school when I get back... I just want to
do this first.”
The big farmhouse livingroom was shady and cool. The windows were open.The air was still.They looked at me.I stopped talking, I looked at them, I stopped breathing.
“Well, let your mother and I talk about it and we will give you o
The air was still. The TV was silent.I became something more. I took a breath and it came out.
“I’m not asking you. I am telling you what I am gonna do.”
I hadn’t planned on saying that,
I didn’t even know that’s what I felt. But it was and it was time and it felt
good.The worn tan corduroy La-Z-Boy with the wooden side table next to it, the two matching orange chairs, theworn green carpet, the warm laundry and the open windows waited.
I saw my secret alternate plan standing in front of me…if they fought me. I would buy a Harley with the five
grand my grandfather had given me for college and go, living, working where I could, feeling the road, life,going.I had to escape. Yes or no, one way or the other. I was getting out.The worn tan corduroyLa-Z-Boy with the wooden side table next to it, the two matching orange chairs, theworn green carpet, the warm laundry and the open windows waited.They looked at me.