Never Dance With Bug-Eyed Jewish Girls

As we pulled into the church parking lot, I remember feeling somewhat apprehensive. This would be my first stake dance since I was 14 years old. I was now 18 years old and felt very awkward being there. I have never really liked dancing very much and this would be my first church dance since I was active in church again, but I had promised a friend that I would come. Besides, I was hoping that I …

…back my laughter. There continued a silence for a few seconds before I heard the car door open and then close. She was gone. I had conquered my demons and was a new man. I have often wondered what became of Lindsey. I wonder whether or not she ever found her soul mate or if she ever fully recovered from the aneurism. Then fondly I remember; I don’t give a damn and I laugh.