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want to know. It’s not affecting me
anymore. Not like it did when I found out that you
were doing the very things you had held against your dad your entire life.
Terrance knows better than anyone how badly that hurt
me. He would never do that to me.”  
    “Believe it or not, I do hope your new boyfriend
doesn’t end up like your old one,” he said. “I don’t consider Terrance a friend
any longer but I wouldn’t wish prison and a lifetime of being a felon on anyone.”
    I didn’t say anything. What was I supposed to say?
He was still insinuating that Terrance was a bad guy and may
end up in prison someday . I wanted to believe he was saying it out of
jealousy and he didn’t really believe Terrance was running drugs or something
just as bad. I was hoping that someday we could all be friends again.
    Changing the subject he asked, “So how’s school, are
you finished yet?”
    Oh great, another sore subject. I was hoping that
his mother already told him and I wouldn’t have to.
    “I quit school,” I told him.
    “Why?” He was looking intently at me with his
penetrating green eyes like he was really interested.
We both had such big dreams and we had worked hard our first year in college.
We had both managed to make the Dean’s list and we were proud of each other. I
didn’t want him to think I was blaming him, but I was honest.
    “I just got stressed out when you were…when
everything happened with you…I just couldn’t think straight and I couldn’t
sleep. I was failing everything. I didn’t even wake up and get to class some
days. I should have gone to the doctor. I’m sure now that it was depression and
I probably could have gotten help for it if I had tried. But I didn’t even have
the energy for that. My aunt and uncle let me wallow for a while and then they
just told me that was it. I needed to get out of bed and get on with life or I
go home…to my mom. I got out of bed and I went to work for my Uncle Jeff and
honestly, that’s when I started seeing Terrance a lot. He came in almost every
day and—”
    “I think I’ve heard enough about you and Terrance,”
he said.
    “Okay, I’m sorry. One more thing though. He was just
as upset about what happened to you as I was. We were just there for each other
and didn’t plan for anything else to happen. His heart broke for you, Dax .” His facial expression was telling me I was walking a
fine line so I switched back to my own feelings. “I was worried about you. I would
lie in my bed at night and wonder what it was like there. I imagined it being awful.
All I know about prison is what I’ve seen on television. What was it like, Dax ?”
    “It’s hard to describe. It wasn’t fun and it was
lonely. I would never want to do it again, but you learn how to get along and
how to survive. You just have to be adaptable because it’s a whole different
world.”
    “You mean doing things like getting all the tattoos
and working out?” I asked him.
    “The muscles were necessary, yes. I was a skinny kid
when I went in and we both know that I was awfully pretty.” We both chuckled. It
was nice to hear him laugh genuinely and not sarcastically. “The tattoos were
because they were easy to get I guess and I was bored. It gave me something to
look at and think about and even look forward to.”
    “I like them,” I told him honestly.
    They weren’t naked women like some of the other guys
had or racial slurs. They were a bunch of other designs and were appealing to
the eye nonetheless.
    “I'm glad you didn't cut off your blond hair and go
bald like a lot of the other guys in prison.”
    He ran his hand through his hair and said, “I know,
it is pretty sexy, isn't it?”
    I laughed. “Whatever you want to
believe, Dax .”
    We grinned in unison. “Well it seems not to be stopping
all the girls around here from trying to get with me.”
    “I think they're trying to get with you so that they
can be your old lady and take all your money,” I