Farewell
The perfect symmetrical steel rods
with design to keep the rift raft out are still open, with only a few minutes
until close. I exhale with anxiety
before entering the fences into the grounds then park soon hoping out of it
with a present. I realize this may be
slightly rude but if I don’t do it now, then when will I have the courage? After entering the foyer of the office, well
dressed and groomed people smile while cutting their eyes at the ancient clock
on the wall matching the aged decor of the room.
The friendly elderly lady behind
the counter asks, “Hello, how may I help you?”
“I’m sorry, I know it’s a little
late, I wasn’t aware that you are almost closed…I was just wondering if I could
drop this gift off.”
“Aw, what a precious gift? Yes, of course, but please make it quick.”
I bowed my head not knowing how to
respond but with an intense smile I replied, “Thank you, ma’am. I’m looking for Winston Barns.”
“Your father?”
“Nah, a really good friend.”
“He’s not ready, yet.”
“It’s okay, I’ll find him.”
The lady types the name into the computer
and within moments she prints out a list and after grabbing it from the
printers she hands me a map and the list.
She gives a kind feeling just before saying, “Our offices will be closed
soon so if you need to come back another day here is my card.”
“Thank you. I really appreciate this I won’t be long I
promise.”
I hurry out of the office; ignite
my car knowing this will be the moment of truth. It’s been a while since that day and my heart
is hazy and my mind is nostalgic. My car
departs of the office lot off of the pavement onto the tire-made pathway. Left. While staring at the road I focus half my
attention on my map starting to feel confused, antsy, and sick to my gut. Left. I know I must continue because I don’t know if
I’ll have the strength to do this again anytime soon. Left. I really hope this helps me overcome my
regret. Right. Around the final
fountain I realize I’m approaching where I need to be. Right there.
My trembling wrist turns off the
car, leaving me blankly staring at the clock; the time is 4:55 PM. So I leap out of the car with fright in my
fingertips holding my gift seeing that time has grown scarce. It is too late to make excuses so I should
hurry before the shift will end. I walk
with my gift in my arms staring with my attention on the bare patches of
soil. I see many of fancy entities, but
this one isn’t ready. I continue to search but my mind is grows
flustered and racing faster than I can search.
The time is up since it has reached 5:00 PM. Hysterically tears shed from my eyes when the
guilt because if I failed, yet again. It
took me so long to get here and now I have to disappear.
It’s time to leave before I’m
considered trespassing. I’ll come back
to give you my gift buddy…farewell…
for now.
