✧ ♥ ‘Do you remember the first day that we met? It was the first day of kindergarten. I knew nobody, I had no friends and I just felt so alone and so scared, but I saw you on the swings and you were alone, too. You were just swinging by yourself and I just walked up to you and I asked … I asked if you wanted to be my friend. And you said yes. You said yes. It was the best thing I’ve ever done… and Although I haven’t seen him in more than ten years I know I’ll miss him forever. I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anybody?’ ♥ ✧
Book Gordie has quite a different interaction at the market!
“I won’t come in again,” I said, walking over to the screen door and pushing it open. The hot afternoon buzzed somnolently along its appointed course outside, sounding green and brown and full of silent light. “Neither will none of my friends. I guess I got fifty or so.” “Your brother wasn’t no smartass!” George Dusset yelled. “Fuck you!” I yelled, and ran like hell down the road.
