Special: Senior party

Carebear award, third year running
Best being able to play an Elderly person award
Hide and Seek award.

One from Kate, two from Conner.
None from Schultz.


"As friends---
we are hungry,
for living, for drinking
as friends---
we are thirsty,
for laughter, for love.

It's hard to live
it's hard to grow
for you we will bloom though,
my heart-song,
my friend:
happy birthday."

That's the song I sang.

As a skit.

In front of EVERYONE.

Finley says (who knows if I can believe him?) that's the reason my group won the scavenger hunt.








Schultz threw away the lyrics.




In the notebook, I wrote, "my writing is the faintest, Schultz, so it's possible you'll miss this. Then, why am I worried? You didn't miss me,
when I was invisible.

Let's be friends, okay?

Your heart-giver,
Payton."


I write them so I won't forget.



And now, I'd rather like to cry
wrapped in my heart like I always am
I realize it has holes to fill
in my new life.

It should be a revelation
but instead I am sad, so sad
and want to pick up a needle, some thread
and sew the damage shut.


Dear God,
let me not lose my friends twice in one summer.

Once was painful enough,
please?

I know you are wiser, are stronger
and more good
than I could ever be, God

but please, don't take them from me.
Don't... don't let them forget AGAIN.

Especially Schultz
my hero
who I tried, so hard, to show Payton tonight--

and who, like "most likely to become Kate Schultz"
our Murley

did not notice.