exactly it would take us - stop fighting it, since there was no way of stopping it.
Reaching out, I began making all new female friends. As a tomboy, I had not been even remotely interested in the general things that girls my own age had been interested. Therefore, to suddenly be making girlfriends was proving new, quite exciting, and so foreign. It was easier talking about girl things, with girls of my own age. Things I would not dare think of talking about with Abram, since it was mostly about him anyways, or the changes I was going through – I knew my girlfriends were going through the same things.
Yes, just in case you were wondering, Abram and I were the most excellent of friends, if a bit distant sometimes. However that being said, during the summer, before the launch into the introduction of the eighth grade. I found myself surprisingly starting to develop strong romantic feeling for my best friend. It felt odd to be experience these new feelings for him - I had never really thought of him in this manner before now, I found myself daydreaming about him. The last time we had gone to the swimming hole, I could not but help myself from looking at his physique. Suddenly, I liked looking at his half-naked wet body and strange new feelings came over me - a warm tingling feeling, and some interesting dreams, later that night. To be honest I could not stop myself from thinking about him afterwards. Oh, I guess I had always hoped that he and I would end up being together one day, all girls’ fantasize about their knight and shining armor - I think we were predestined to be together – as it always had been since that very first day he moved in next door to me.
I can still remember that gorgeous smile as he glanced up at me while I was in the tree house -looking down on him as we first met. I was not sure, because I had in no way felt like this before, but I think I was falling in love with my very best friend, I worried about how this may, or may not affect our friendship in the long- run.
Confused about these out of the ordinary, new feelings and rather than going to Momma to talk, I went ahead to talk to Sissy. She smiled when I did. And then informed me, “Hana dear I can see the way you’re always looking at him, you’re in - love with Abram I wasn’t even remotely surprised to find out you would fall in love with him, you have been following him around like a puppy dog for years now, it was bound to happen sooner or later. I have always known that Abram, and you would one day end up being together, I think that you may be the only one surprised.”
Momma had the similar reaction to the news; in fact, she was blissfully happy for me.
She said, “The God has heard her prayers.”
I was not certain as Abram was growing into a young man that he was developing this same sort of feelings towards me. Soon “hopefully,” I would find out. It was killing me not knowing, though I did my best to hide my feelings from him. I could not just come out and ask him – that - sort of things just wasn’t done. I knew if he did not have some measure of feeling for me, it would utterly break my young tender heart, and then I did not know what I would do. I declared on that day that I would never love another man but him.
We would both be celebrating, as we each would be having our Bar mitzvahs in a month time. I had mistakenly overheard a conversation my Poppa was talking about a dowry with Mr. Wakstok. I knew that Poppa was talking about, I just knew that he was promising me to Abram, that eventually we were to become man and wife, which was the way things were done when I was a girl. Of course, before I actually heard if it had been about Abram, and me, I bolted before I was
Reaching out, I began making all new female friends. As a tomboy, I had not been even remotely interested in the general things that girls my own age had been interested. Therefore, to suddenly be making girlfriends was proving new, quite exciting, and so foreign. It was easier talking about girl things, with girls of my own age. Things I would not dare think of talking about with Abram, since it was mostly about him anyways, or the changes I was going through – I knew my girlfriends were going through the same things.
Yes, just in case you were wondering, Abram and I were the most excellent of friends, if a bit distant sometimes. However that being said, during the summer, before the launch into the introduction of the eighth grade. I found myself surprisingly starting to develop strong romantic feeling for my best friend. It felt odd to be experience these new feelings for him - I had never really thought of him in this manner before now, I found myself daydreaming about him. The last time we had gone to the swimming hole, I could not but help myself from looking at his physique. Suddenly, I liked looking at his half-naked wet body and strange new feelings came over me - a warm tingling feeling, and some interesting dreams, later that night. To be honest I could not stop myself from thinking about him afterwards. Oh, I guess I had always hoped that he and I would end up being together one day, all girls’ fantasize about their knight and shining armor - I think we were predestined to be together – as it always had been since that very first day he moved in next door to me.
I can still remember that gorgeous smile as he glanced up at me while I was in the tree house -looking down on him as we first met. I was not sure, because I had in no way felt like this before, but I think I was falling in love with my very best friend, I worried about how this may, or may not affect our friendship in the long- run.
Confused about these out of the ordinary, new feelings and rather than going to Momma to talk, I went ahead to talk to Sissy. She smiled when I did. And then informed me, “Hana dear I can see the way you’re always looking at him, you’re in - love with Abram I wasn’t even remotely surprised to find out you would fall in love with him, you have been following him around like a puppy dog for years now, it was bound to happen sooner or later. I have always known that Abram, and you would one day end up being together, I think that you may be the only one surprised.”
Momma had the similar reaction to the news; in fact, she was blissfully happy for me.
She said, “The God has heard her prayers.”
I was not certain as Abram was growing into a young man that he was developing this same sort of feelings towards me. Soon “hopefully,” I would find out. It was killing me not knowing, though I did my best to hide my feelings from him. I could not just come out and ask him – that - sort of things just wasn’t done. I knew if he did not have some measure of feeling for me, it would utterly break my young tender heart, and then I did not know what I would do. I declared on that day that I would never love another man but him.
We would both be celebrating, as we each would be having our Bar mitzvahs in a month time. I had mistakenly overheard a conversation my Poppa was talking about a dowry with Mr. Wakstok. I knew that Poppa was talking about, I just knew that he was promising me to Abram, that eventually we were to become man and wife, which was the way things were done when I was a girl. Of course, before I actually heard if it had been about Abram, and me, I bolted before I was
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