The girl
She was shy and she kept all her pillows on her bed and her bicycle
She will have it when she dies mabe not the pillows but the bike.
It's a girls bike with white tires and red handle bars and a white oblong seat not a banana seat like eye would like but one of them old ones like the girls always had she lays it on her bed and leaves it there for days at a time she is only 49 in years gone by but listens to the music of her past in the middle of the night she laughs and laughs and grabs one of the grips and remembers riding on her bike back in 1965 and getting high with JOHNNY in the woods.
He liked her style and kissed her fast and they smoked a lot of grass.
Charles was there a friend gone bad always drinking up the beer.
He never liked the grass. He lives now in quiet solitude no grass no beer just food. She sometimes smiles at mirror and parts her hair in the middle of her head and washes it five times to get the curl she wants. She still remembers Charles and Johnny most of all and prays for them she says her prayers again.
And in the daytime she will ride her bike and then most carefully bring it back inside and place it on the bed again for several days while combing out her hair again and learning how to pray.
