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Relevance

It’s not important what happened that night in the woods. What is relevant is what happened after leaving the party.

Yeah, I was a mess. I don’t know what I would have done without Rachel around. A lot changed in our relationship that night.

The real story, though, is what happened to Kelly.

Her boyfriend, Jimmy. He was trouble. He was drunk.

Okay, Rachel left to go let her dogs out. Stephen and I were hanging out to the side of the party. Kelly walked up and asked if we could talk.

It had been a while since we had talked, we were graduating soon. We walked a little deeper into the woods. We talked for a while.

She wasn’t happy with Jimmy, but I had always known that. It was the tragedy that ended our relationship. Kelly was so afriad of letting go of the hetero-privelege.

While we were talking, Jimmy walked up and thought we were standing a little too close, apparently. He grabbed her and pulled her aside. Not very far, though. In his drunk stupor he was much louder than I think he meant to be.

He was angry. Really angry. She was his girl, and he wanted her with him at the party.

She came back over and said she had to go.

You know, I even asked her not to go. She hesitated briefly, but I don’t think it was really a choice for her.

Jimmy came over and grabbed her arm. She looked at me, with apologies. I looked back with anger. How could she say she loved me and go home with that neanderthal?

You know what, it didn’t matter.

From all reports, Jimmy dragged Kelly off towards his Mustang. Stephen saw her crying sitting on the hood of Jimmy’s car. They argued for a while before Jimmy decided it was time to go home. He helped her into the passenger side and climbed into the driver seat. It was approximately 1:2oam when they left the party.

At around 1:30am, Jimmy’s car collided with a tree going 95 miles per hour. Jimmy survived. Kelly did not.

So, what happened that night at any point other than 1:30 in the morning seems to be irrelevant.

Yeah, a lot happened that night. A million fractured moments. Pivotal moments in the life of a teen ager. Let’s keep perspective in line, though.

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