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.