Don�t Get Lost in Hell
-Ben-
I sat up in bed.
�What?� I asked.
�This is Lisa,� the woman repeated on the other line.
�I don�t know a Lisa�� I mumbled.
�School Fire, �92,� this woman said. I paused when I heard those words.
�What about it?� he asked.
�I told you that I was moving away on that day,� she said, �You, Julie, Max, and Kris.�
�You did?� I asked.
�Yes,� she said, �You and boys made fun of that girl with square bangs and black-framed glasses.� I smiled at those words.
�Oh yes,� I said, �That girl was such a dork.�
�That was me!� the woman on the other line snapped. I froze at those words as my memories came back.
�Lisa?� I asked, �Lisa Paige?�
�Yes!� she yelled.
�I�m so sorry!� Ben said, �But they looked really weird on you.�
�Jerk!� Lisa screamed at me.
�I�m sorry, I�m sorry!� I wailed.
�You better!� she snapped. Then, another thought crossed my mind.
�Hey, Lisa,� I said.
�Yeah?� she asked.
�How did you get my phone number?� I asked.
�Maxxie gave it to me,� my old friend explained. That sentence hit me in the gut like a ton cement blocks.
�What?� I asked.
�Yeah, I ran into him the other day,� she told me, �I didn�t recognize him at first. I did once he did his little monkey dance. We got to talking and he told that he was looking for the others from our group.� I raised an eyebrow at her statement.
�Others?� I asked.
�Yeah,� Lisa replied, �Matt, Gordy, Russell, and Robin.� I nodded still lost on what was unfolding around me.
�Oh,� I mumbled, �I see.�
�Hey, you doing anything this weekend?� she asked.
�No, why?� I responded.
�We should meet up sometime and talk,� Lisa suggested. I nodded still rather lost.
�Sure, sure,� I answered. I had no idea that I would doing this five times before the next week reached Wednesday.