“Silence is
Golden.”
King Midas* #quote
Tomorrow I'm
headed off to one of my fun school club things. And maybe CJ will
come over for the weekend. I know I'll be heading out to dinner with
my brother as a family dinner. CJ would be coming along if he comes
over. I've known CJ since I was in first grade so he's pretty much
family.
Today I'd
figured I'd share with you a CJ related story. A strange thing that
happened many years ago to me. Anyway onto the flash nonfiction!
The Tragic Call
I can't
remember how young I was at the time, but I knew it was the time
before everyone had cellphones, decent Internet access and I had
reached my teens. I picked up our phone to call my friend CJ to
invite him over, as I did many times before, and would do many times
in the future. He didn't answer and to my horror I was told:
“CJ's dead.”
Utterly
confused I started to ask what had happened. A drive by shooting if I
remember(this did happen many years ago, and with all the panic this
part is quite a blur, I had just lost my best friend from my
perception). I asked why I wasn't invited to the funeral. She
told me I she didn't really know any of his friends very well. I
found this odd since I met his mom before on several occasions though
I didn't speak to her enough on the phone to recognize her “phone
voice” on the old phones back then.
As a confused
child might do I just handed the phone off to my mother and the
circumstance was eventually resolved. Apparently I accidentally
called a woman who just recently had a son named CJ who died
recently. A terribly tragic mix up. I always feel sorry for that poor
woman, and I do wish I was kidding with this story. Well, I hope
she's doing well, and may her son rest in peace.
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