Meet Me There Page #2

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They invited everybody up on stage to dance with

them.

Um...

And, so they were all like "hey kids do you want to come up

and dance with us and have fun and not be sad and sh*t."

And you didn't dance?

No. I... I didn't.

I didn't dance.

Uh, I'm... I'm probably remembering it as worse

than it was.

But, in my head...

An entire auditorium of a whole bunch of kids...

like a thousand kids and their f***ing happy

families...

rush the stage and they all go up and they dance

with the Smurfs.

And, they dance and hug and do the f***ing

Charleston.

Meanwhile, me and my dad are just sitting.

We are the last people left in the stadium seats.

And my dad... my dad turns to me and says...

"Cal, do you want to go dance?"

And, I was just... I was 6.

And I was learning what being embarrassed was...

So, I say "no."

But, immediately, I knew I meant "yes."

Because of course I do. Of course I want to f***ing

dance with the Smurfs.

And, so I just sat there.

With my dad, being bummed...

Watching a whole bunch of kids who weren't me

be... be happy.

And enjoy their f***ing lives.

That's horrible!

It was!

It was... It was horrible.

But...

Yeah.

I don't know, that's...

why I do sh*t like this.

Impromptu road trips to Oklahoma.

I don't ever want to not dance with the Smurfs

again.

I'm sorry, Cal.

I'm sorry, too.

If it makes you feel any better...

my parents never took me to an amusement park.

They mostly just did drugs.

That doesn't make me feel better at all, Ada.

At all... Like not even remotely.

I mean, I'm trying to remember all of these things...

And the one thing I do know...

I remember that both my parents did like a lot of

drugs.

I think my dad was a drug dealer.

Pretty sure.

We had one of those wicker chairs...

You know, those round wicker chairs.

Papasan, yeah.

Like, the only people that have those chairs...

are into a lot of drugs.

They're into a lot of drugs!

My aunt had one of those chairs.

I guess... I guess I learned something about my aunt

today.

No, like the worst furniture we had was this glass that was

on top of these things that hold coffins up at funerals.

Ok, so what kind of Munsters sh*t is that?

I know!

Jesus.

Well, that's good, right?

It's good that you're like...

remembering things.

Yeah, I remember things about Sheol.

I don't remember things about me.

Like, my mom was a crime scene cleaning lady.

In a town with 73 people?

Yeah!

That's something that they need?

Yeah, um...

No firefighters. But more than one person cleaning

up crime scenes.

Okay.

This one day, we woke up and...

This one guy poisoned all of the dogs in town and

then lined up the dead dogs all along the main road.

Just dead dogs lined up.

Holy sh*t.

Yeah!

My mom cleaned this one murdered dude's house...

And, she found this drain in the bottom of his floor

for like collecting all the blood, and...

sacrifice juices.

From whatever.

I guess he didn't want to get it moldy or whatever.

And, so we - right now - we are driving there?

Yeah, he had like deer legs glued to the wall...

Like some kind of House of a Thousand Deer Legs

bullshit.

And we are driving...

there?

Hey! You wanted to make it a thing!

My fault.

Are you paying together?

I'm not sure. I may have to go check.

If you're interested.

Did you find everything you were looking for?

Yeah, thanks.

Where you headed?

Uh... Oklahoma.

Road trip.

Hmmm... sucks.

You look familiar.

Do you go to RHS?

No...

I'm from Cleveland.

And, I'm like... 30.

Oh... okay.

Okay.

Jay says "hi" by the way.

He's good.

Yeah.

Mmmm hmmmm.

Tell Eddie I said "hi."

No, nothing, we're just on our way back home.

Mmmm hmmmm.

Hey, Cal's back so I got to go.

Okay.

Okay.

Love you.

Love you!

Say "I love you" one more time.

It's fine. We'll meet up some time.

Okay, Mom...

I love you.

Bye.

Bye!

Mom confirms, the Sacrifice Guy had a sacrificing

slab in his house.

I don't believe it.

Did you tell her we were going to Sheol?

Hell no, I told her we were going to visit Jay!

Whatever.

A slab!

Cal.

So, now that we're getting close...

Where do you want to start?

What do you want to see?

I mean the town is really small.

It's seriously like a post office and a church.

We could go by my old house. It looks like a barn.

Is it a barn, Ada? Did you grow up in a barn?

Thanks, Calvin.

For what?

For doing this.

For...

Going with me. For driving. For...

Being so sweet.

That's something I have to do.

I've got to be sweet.

No, you really don't.

Sit down.

I love you.

I'm sorry.

No, no...

Kiss me.

I'm sorry.

You're okay.

You're...

It's okay.

Hi... uh...

You wouldn't happen to know what's in this, would

you?

I cam in looking for Teddy Grahams, but I didn't see

any.

My girlfriend doesn't eat animal products so I have

to check everything.

What's that on your hat, boy?

My hat? Oh!

Cleveland.

Yeah, I know, they're f***ing terrible.

But, I lived there for like 14 years so...

I don't know. Some stuff kind of just stays with you.

So, you're from Cleveland?

Um... Bedford.

But, the Tribe is from Cleveland proper.

So, yeah, in that area...

Tribe?

What, are you a damn Yankee?

Um... No, that's New York.

You know, what... I don't like your language.

You from goddamned Ohio, and you come into my

store?

Listen, I did not intend on offending anybody

whatsoever.

I just came into pee, and grab something to eat, so...

I tell you what, boy... You stand there one more minute, and

you're gonna see what I think about what you mean to do!

F*** out of our town!

They didn't have Teddy Grahams?

Um, no... They didn't have anything.

Acquiring satellites...

I can tell you how to get to my house.

It's easy.

Is your phone getting any signal?

Can you like look it up?

The whole town is like 5 streets.

Well, I can't... How can you even see where you're

going out here?

There's no street lights. Is that not a thing?

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm fine.

I said I was fine. I meant I was fine.

Let's just get to where we're going, okay?

Okay.

Go up the road and take your first right.

Acquiring f***ing satellites.

Ada, I don't think this is it.

There's nothing here.

No, this is it. That's the dilapidated house. So my

house should be...

There. There's my tree!

There's not a house here.

No, this is it.

That's the tree my-

My aunt told me that they used to hang people

from it.

We used to play on it all the time.

You should probably stop calling it "your" tree at

that point.

Jay fell out of it one night.

And I didn't know what to do.

So, I just poured Sprite in his mouth.

He bit his tongue.

Bleeding all over the place.

It just burned.

Ada, but there's not a house here.

Did you have...

Did you have a basement?

We had a crawl space.

This is a bad idea.

Why is it a bad idea?

We're showing up in the middle of the night.

I don't even know if she will recognize me.

And I'm knocking on a stranger's door.

She's not a stranger. She's your aunt.

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