This was ten years ago, the day   
before Halloween, on a Sunday. I was in
the library doing some research about  
Halloween related animal abuse, and    
that's when I saw Pee Wee sitting in   
front of one of the microfilm projec-  
tors that were lined up across the room
from where I was sitting.              
     Finding out what I’d done, really 
ruined our friendship, and when I saw  
him, I wondered how this would go.     
There was no question I was going over,
but would it be worth it?              
     I went over to say hi, and he was 
glad to see me, “What the fuck dude?   
You don't call or come over anymore.   
What happened?”                        
     “Life happened,” I said and added,
“besides, last I heard, you were       
driving sixteen-wheelers out west      
* somewhere.”                              
     “I was, and I was thinking...” he 
hesitated, and I could feel it coming. 
Another friend lost for good.          
     “Actually, I’ve been doing a lot  
of thinking since that night, and I’m  
not going to apologize for getting mad.
That’s a horrible thing to learn about 
your best friend, Crim. You can under- 
stand that, I hope?”                   
     Here it comes, I thought, “Yeah,  
actually, I can. Well, anyway, it was  
nice seeing you again...”              
     “Where the hell you going,” he    
said, and I closed my eyes and waited  
for him to hit me, but instead, he     
laughed and hugged me.                 
     “I’ve been gone for five years,   
and all I get is how ya doing? What’s  
up with that?”                         



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