My so called life jordan catalano8/14/2023 There was a lot more to this world then she had ever dreamed, and she didn’t know how she could even begin to explain it all to Rickie, who was matriculating in Community College, or to Rayanne, who was “taking a year off”, or Sharon, who was planning her mission. They had Comparative Religion courses, and Latin, and the Essentials of Ethics. All the old rigid lines had been knocked down - or at least pushed back – and she felt very sophisticated and intellectual with a semester of undergraduate classes under her belt. The first month Angela was away from home she couldn’t wait to get back, but by the time Christmas rolled around she wasn’t ready to leave. She thought she’d never forgive him for that.īut then she went away to college, and there was no need to forgive anymore. He hadn’t told anyone he was going, and he especially hadn’t told her. He wasn’t eighteen yet, but no one bothered to report him as a runaway. He’d packed up his car and left town one day. When she got back, they told her that Jordan was gone. She wrote letters to Rayanne, and Rickie wrote letters to her, but none of them ever seemed to be having the same conversation at the same time. She was out of the city for two months, and out of touch with everyone. Late in the summer, Angela got a job as a summer camp counselor. In an exciting way, though, not a guilty one. It always made her feel a little like she was being unfaithful. As if Jordan Catalano would have ever lowered himself to squeezing tomatoes in the produce aisle or getting his teeth cleaned like mere mortals did.Īfter a while, she started imagining she was going to run into Siouxsie Sioux instead, which was a lot more fun. Then, she’d get where she was going, and, of course, he wouldn’t be there. She’d be going somewhere totally normal, totally unremarkable, like the grocery store or the dentist, and she would think to herself, “He’s going to walk through that door, and I’m going to see him standing there.” She’d get so convinced it was going to happen just like that, she’d spend the next ten minutes worrying that she wasn’t going to be able to make herself act surprised to see him. She kept thinking she’d run into him around town. In a pleasant place, where the company was good but life was utterly without hope. From then on, that was where Jordan was when she thought of him. Limbo, where the souls who could neither go forward nor pass on lingered, waiting for nothing. In AP English that year, they’d read Dante and learned about the first circle of the Inferno. At the time, the scope of her world was small, and it began and ended with the rigid lines of the yard that surrounded the high school. Angela thought that he had squandered his last chance, not even considering for a moment that Jordan was still young, that there would be an agonizing number of chances for him yet to come. When Jordan Catalano failed junior year for the third time, the school district expelled him.
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