Alone

This is NOT a funny story.

James and Martin were slowly walking away from the funeral of their classmate Stephen… no… of their classmate Susan, her parents at last, and too late, recognizing her true gender. As they had expected they had been the only ones from their school there. Susan’s parents deliberately had scheduled the funeral at noon on the Wednesday of end-of-term exam week and made it very clear that they didn’t want anyone from school to come.

James and Martin, friends since they were toddlers, hadn’t really known Susan. In fact they had barely spoken to her. The reason they had skipped exams to come anyway was because they were guilty, at least partially, for Susan’s death. Not that they had been among those tormenting her, in fact they had done nothing, _ _ _ absolutely _ _ _ nothing. They had been too afraid and it had been so easy to do nothing even though they really, really should have known better. That’s why they were guilty.

After walking silently for a very long time Martin said: You look very nice in that new dress of yours.

James: Thank you. Good to hear since I will be wearing it to school tomorrow.

Martin grabbed his friend’s shoulders and almost shouted: You can’t do that! Look what happened to Susan! Her killers are still at large in school. Yes, they murdered her even if they didn’t use a knife or a gun and now you want to go through the same thing as her? You mustn’t!

James (calmly): I have to. Unlike Susan I have parents that fully support me …. and unlike her I will not be all alone and without support in school, will I Martin?



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