Winter Season

Dinner

Chet and Bell pulled up. “Hello you two love birds.” Bell called to them. They got in the car and drove away to a celebration dinner. Chet and Bell were the first two people Oscar told, other than Esther. Who doesn’t tell their best friend about their bride to be?

Oscar was extremely happy that Cindy hadn’t said a word about his engagement. He wasn’t ready for everyone to know. He knew the day was coming when he’d get that phone call from his mother. She would find out. But he was hoping no time soon.

Over the course of the next couple weeks everyone treated him like he was made of glass; which in a way was nice, because people left him alone.

He and Esther had sat down for dinner. “Do you want to do anything special for Labor Day?” She asked.

“Did you have anything in mind?”

“No not really.”

“I’m boring Ess. My life isn’t exciting. I haven’t been out to the movies in years. Chet and I would go out to eat on occasion. We have to do five outside of the class room events. So I picked the boring ones that no one else wants to do.” He picked at his piece of chicken and didn’t make eye contact. He played with it but didn’t eat it, “and I’m so tired of eating chicken.” He put his head in his hands.

“So now, are you ready to tell me what’s really wrong?”

He looked up at her in defeat. She wasn’t mad. The look on her face was one of quiet concern. “That’s the problem Ess. I don’t know what’s wrong.” He took a deep breath, “everyone at school is treating me like I’m diseased. At first it was nice. But now it’s getting old. I can’t sleep.”

“Labor day is this coming Monday isn’t it?”

He sighed, “yeah.”

“What time do you think you’ll be home Friday?”

“Six at the latest.” He looked at her. “Why?”

“Pack you a little bag Thursday night, put it in the jeep and when you get off work Friday, we’ll roll.”

“Where are we going?”

“I’ll let you know Wednesday so you’ll know what to pack.”

The chill of fall had started biting the morning air. Fog lay on the ground as the light of day took it’s time heating up the Earth. Oscar knew that it wouldn’t be long until his beloved winter came back.

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