Remembrance

I relived the next month of my life through the screen. Going to treatment, looking more sick, then better essentially. Ray stuck through all of it with me, the rest of the guys coming and going because of their jobs and other business.

But Ray. He went with me through everything. And it just made me love him more.

"Ray, is today the day?!" I asked excitedly, practically jumping up and down.

"Today is the Day!" he replied with the same enthusiasm, holding my hands and jumping with me as I laughed. "We have all your stuff and I have the papers that say you can come home!"

"Yeah!" I yelled smiling and laughing with Ray. He picked me up and grabbed my bag before running down the hallway, earning us worried glances, and let me push the buttons in the elevator. We made it to the lobby where he talked to the lady at the desk and checked me out of the hospital. I ran to the car with him before hoping in the front and doing up my seat belt, before I felt him unbuckle me again and pull me out of the front and throw me in the back playfully.

"You can't be sitting in the front when we cross the border, you bum." He said, poking my side before shutting the car
door and getting in the front. He buckled up and started off towards the boarder.

"Hey Ray?" I asked, holding out my words.

"Yeahhh?" He said, holding his too.

"Will you get me poutine?" I asked excitedly.

"Get you what?" He asked seriously.

"Poutine. Just go to Burger King." I said, pointing towards one. He pulled up and I rolled down my window. I ordered one poutine and a small sprite before asking Ray if he wanted anything. He ordered his stuff while I dug through my bag before finding my $10 (left overs from my birthday), I handed the bill to Ray and he looked at it, confused.

"It's okay, I can get it." He laughed.

"Mines Canadian. Just pay with it." I told him, taking his hand and putting it in his palm, rolling my eyes in the process.

"O-Okay." He stuttered a bit. I didn't know why, but I shrugged it off and kissed his cheek before sitting back in my seat. We pulled up to the window and payed and got all our stuff.

I jumped into the passenger side when we parked and grabbed all my food from Ray and eagerly smiled.

"So, poutine?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at my food. I opened it and showed him like I wasn't 5 but 3.

"Yes! It's fries with gravy and cheese curds! Look at the beauty! Look!" I said. He laughed at me and I smiled at him before retracting my food and eating all of it in a matter of minutes.

In about 3 minutes I finished the whole thing and drunk half my pop. Ray was still eating so I just sat back and smiled. I say him half gaze at me, but I ignored it and turned on the radio and searched through the stations. Soon I stopped at the sound of Nirvana and turned it up, smiling and leaning back in my seat as the car filled with the amazing music I grew up on.

"Wow." Ray said after the song finished and he turned it down. I looked over at him for a second.

"What?" I asked, puzzled.

"I didn't even know little kids could have good music taste." He laughed. I looked up at him pretending to be annoyed.

"If you haven't noticed, I'm more mature for my age then most realize and can definatley appreciate Kurt Cobain and Nirvana as a whole." I said. He looked at me for a second with an impressed look on his face before I laughed and kissed his cheek before climbing in the back again.

"TO JERSEY!" I yelled and Ray laughed before putting the car into drive and driving back towards the border.

Notes

Sorry for the stupid fluff, but I needed you guys to know I might be needing to hand this story over to the only other person who knows this life and I want to get it out there. Anyways, Anonymous, who I have close relations to, will be continuing the story when I cease to function.