near end
some things I dont want to forget.
Marcel’s fascination with “Timrin’s market” – a imaginary place that he is always talking about.
The boys playing in the tent together, and in the front of the car, and with the rubber mallets at Rivendell, and under the boogie-board at long beach.
The fact that I did five for five awesome boogie-board runs on long beach. I think Im ready for that surf board.
Marcel turning to me this evening and telling me he had a sad day. I asked him why, he said because I threw his green string in the fire. I told him we’ll find him another string in the morning, and that I understood it was important to him.
He said, “Yes, Very important.”
I asked why it was so special. He said “because it was green.”
I said, “OK, we’ll try to find a green string tomorrow”.
He said, “OK and a book. A small book…because you threw my string in the fire.”
I said, “Is there anything else you want to say?”
“yes…can you sing me a song? I want Speed’s song.”
So I sang him “Life is a Highway” by Tom Cochrane until he fell asleep.
The way Marcel calls Emery “brother”…and even better – when they are playing and Emery cries – Marcel says “Are you OK brother?” that kills me.
and of course, chocolate cake… made over the fire… eaten on the beach… at sunset. I will never want to forget that.
