Tuesday, April 1, 2014

The Boy Across the Creek

Some time ago, 
back in my middle school days
(I think it was middle school but I'm old and my brain is going not sure of the exact time frame
other than it was some time before dinosaurs cell phones internet ago)
I had this summer romance with
"The Boy Across The Creek".
(that's how he was referred to- in all caps.
My grandmother would say "Jamie the boy across the creek is out")

 This photo shows the area in which he would appear-
to the left of that white shed-
on his 4-wheeler
and proceed down to the dock.
(this photo is a post-tornado photo of the area- imagine more trees and bushes)
You could hear his 4 wheeler coming
and I'd go outside with binoculars and watch him piddle around on the pier
(piddle doesn't sound particularly sexy but whatever)
He was typically shirtless
dark haired
and tan.
I tended to be in my bathing suit and sunbathing on our pier around the time(s)
he would show up.
He started showing up more often.
This went on for days.
Until one day while in the Pharmacy
(or maybe Hurd's I can't remember exactly)
My cousin and I came around the corner and there he was with his mother.
Needless to say,
it killed the mystery and intrigue and neither of us made as many trips
to the docks.
And my cousin,
she laughed and laughed and laughed.

(You can read about our other summer romance here)

1 comment:

  1. Ah, the mystique. If only there were a way to make it last.