monday.

snip.

i was waiting on one side of the barn.  a boy asked if i needed a ride.  i knew i did but didn't know where i was going.  i said yes.  he said it wouldn't hurt before looping a lasso around my ankles.  as i flew through the air i repeated the words just trust this three times in my mind.  i landed on the other side of the barn.  the landing was rough.  i stayed on the ground with my feet tied together.  i was late to the wedding, which is where i was supposed to be going.  my grandfather was the first to see me arrive.  i couldn't hear the words of the ceremony.  i jumped into a small pond with my cousins and uncle.  we took pictures of each other and the water.  it occurred to me right then while swimming that the evidence we were collecting would make this night seem more natural or normal.  our being together was strange in right now but the pictures would only show our laughter and wet hair.