The Spaces Between Your Fingers

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I interviewed my dad about a memorable moment he had with his friends in high school. He told me about the time him and his friends skipped class to go to the movies and someone ratted him out. When the movie was over and he came outside, his mom had sent someone to go look for my dad and bring him back home.

The bell rang and Jawahar and his friends both looked at each other from across the room. They gave each other a slight nod and picked up their backpacks and sprinted outside towards their bikes parked outside the school building. Two people sat on each bike and they pedaled as fast as they could along the dirt roads, sending clouds of debris to the back as they flew by. They were swerving through cars that were honking as if they had nothing else better to do and escaped the hustle and bustle of the roads. They sped past the roadside food carts and the dogs running around on the streets without a scratch.

"Go, go, go, we're gonna be late!" Jawahar exclaimed. 

Once they made it to the movie theatre, they dropped their bikes outside and ran inside to get the best seats for the movie. 

"Thank god we made it" his friend, Sunny said with relief. 

Jawahar looked at him, his heart was racing and adrenaline was high - "This was a good idea, we should do this more" 

He sat back in his seat and closed his eyes for a second. The theatre was old – no air conditioning but a ceiling fan slowly circled, being virtually useless. He took a sip of his refreshing soda to soothe the heat from their ride there. He was so excited for moments like this. He couldn't believe he pulled this off. 

The movie was over and they walked outside and Jawahar made immediate eye contact with the old guy standing right outside. He saw a tall lanky figure peering at him from distance with a stern look on his face and then recognized that he was a man that worked for his mother. They both didn't drop their gaze, as if they were about to get into a brawl. The man approached Jawahar slowly and called out, "Your mom sent me here. She knows what you did" 

"What! What are you talking about?" 

"Someone called her and told her you weren't in class. She sent me here to bring you home." 

But Jawahar was not about to let this bring him down, "tell her you didn't see me" he said with a smirk as he walked away with his friends. He took a look back and saw the man standing in place and shaking his head with defeat and disappointment.

He exuded confidence but inside his heart was racing. He knew his mom was waiting at home to start a screaming match against him but he tried to push it aside and caught up with his friends. He was not about to let that ruin his day. That was a later problem. 

JK’s Day Off

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I interviewed my dad about a memorable moment he had with his friends in high school. He told me about the time him and his friends skipped class to go to the movies and someone ratted him out. When the movie was over and he came outside, his mom had sent someone to go look for my dad and bring him back home.

Tags: movies
Decade: 1980s
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Recorded by Namratha Konduru on April 27, 2020
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