3rd Grade Memories
School “When I grow up, I’m going to write things about white vans and blobs and dumb scientists . I’ll publish my musings electronically somehow.” “You’re weird, Carter,” said Betty Lou, so I pulled her pigtails. The Sweater My parents made me wear an itchy turtle neck sweater so I “wouldn’t catch a cold”. “Sweaters don’t kill germs,” I told them. “Go to your room,” they told me. “Pay attention,” I said to Mossy the Hobo. “If I lose the sweater, it’s too obvious, so I’m going to give you this dollar, and tomorrow when you see me walking with my mom you run out and steal the sweater from me. Don‘t screw it up.” The next day I’m walking with my mother, and up strolls Mossy. He grabs the sweater, and starts pulling it off me. I put up a fight, to make it look good. A guy driving by sees the commotion. He jumps out of his truck and punches Mossy square in the face. Mossy crumples, and lies twitching in a pool of his own blood until the ambulance arrives. The sweater ...