Short Story - That Spot in the Road

As the memories free-flow wish well a gushing river rear into my ever-wandering mind, I seem not to be able to mien the dreaming from the reality. However, in devil the dream, and the reality, a a couple of(prenominal) facts await the same -- that life-changing August duskinessness in the first few weeks of our first-grade year still happened, but, it may not have happened as I remember. An different amour that remains consistent in the midst of the dream and the reality is eitherthing up until that night. Throughout Mrs. Hendricks kindergarten class, a assort of sise boys formed, greetn as the Six Pack. We did everything together, from playing in the sandbox and climbing the jungle gym at recess, to doing lessons, to the many another(prenominal) birthday parties, to even the free-and-easy sleep-over. People said that you would never see one of the six alone; we were always in a group. This group consisted of Hunter, Aaron, Jase, Logan, Clay, and me. \nMy dream sta rts with the look of burned no-count and bobbleoline on the dark pave workforcet. I trick watch the Whoosh, Whoosh, Whoosh of a checkup pearly arriving at that key out in the street. Im sitting just about one-fourth a gnarl away in a long line of other pedestrians with questions floating around in their brains -- Whats happening up in that respect? Oh my gosh, is that a medical chopper? and for those unemotional, and detached types, How long is this discharge to take? \nOf course, this being a dream, I already know all the answers to these questions. I can remember the outside our railcar was wet, cold, and miserable. We were parked on the road right next to the GTs gas station where I could note the pizza and hot dogs cookery mixed with the putrid smell of that mornings coffee that has sat swooning since the two old men that sit in GT every morning to talk and take up have left to go work on their farms. The helicopter that flew over, in what seems only handle a few seconds ago, and took the two boys to the hospital with the same delineate whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. The EMS tru...