“Jane, did you have a question?”
“No, Ms. Fry, I'm okay, I just wanted to see if you would let me help Meg with Algebra, here, after school next week, I know she’s been struggling…”
“—did you just ask to help another student with school work? How big was it?”
“The fall you’ve clearly sustained? Why, for such a massive brain injury..."
“Okay, I probably deserve that but… is that a yes?”
“That is a yes.”
“Thank you Ms. Fry, you won’t regret this, I promise.”
“Um, Jane! Before you go…”
“I’m not sure how exactly to say this but I’ve noticed a drastic, albeit welcome, change in your attitude lately, & I just wanted to be sure everything is okay…”
“Oh! Yeah, of course, everything’s fine, I think I’ve just gotten over a really, really long headache, or flu, or something.”
No wonder everyone thought I was insane… I went from quiet & sullen, calm & ornery to bright & chipper, helpful & pleasant... & it was alarming to say the least, given that a certain white powder was not foreign to the Richie Rich. The truth might have scared them even more though… meeting death at a table in the woods? Yeah, I think I’d rather they thought I went skiing, if you catch my drift.
“Alright, well, I’m happy to hear it, because quite frankly you’ve been a delight & I’m sure your mother is happy too, even though she was concerned something was wrong when we talked at length this past parent-teacher night.”
Everyone loves to know they’re being talked about as some great disaster…
“I told your Mom that I think you’re quite bright & capable & most likely just going through something, as many students your age do. I told her to trust you & that this would all work out. I hope you won't make me a liar.”
I wish I had told her how much I appreciated her, right then & there — instead I just kind of stood there slack-jawed. I don’t think anyone had ever told me they trusted me before.
Bricks always waited at the door for me, after last period, & today was no different. I caught the color of his varsity jacket in my peripheral vision — which was also somehow incredible now — I was seeing all kinds of weird colors — so I said goodbye to Ms. Fry & headed for the door.
It’s painfully beautiful how everything always comes back the people you wish you appreciated more.