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Note from Jake Rivers:
This is my sixth semi-annual ‘invitational.’ The initial one was based on the Statler Brother’s song, ‘This Bed of Rose’s.’ The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso trilogy: ‘El Paso’ ‘El Paso City ‘ and ‘Faleena.’ The third had stories based on the various versions of ‘Maggie May’ or ‘Maggie Mae.’ The fourth invitational was based on any Country & Western song and the fifth on songs by Merle Haggard.
The current invitational is based on any song written or performed by Willie Nelson.
Regards, Jake
Author’s Note:
This is the first part of a three part series to be released in July using the lyrics from the song ‘Against the wind’, originally performed by Willie Nelson as part of the Highwaymen. It was later covered by Bob Seger.
*
Sacred Heart Church stood as a bastion of strength in the middle of our small town. Its lofty heights provided protection against the wind and elements for all the crows that made their nests in it. To me, it acted as an eternal monument of what I once had and lost.
It had been years since I’d last been inside, but that was about to change. Just the sight of it gave me goose bumps as I approached, dressed in my best black suit. Groups of people were gathered around the entrance and making their way inside for the funeral procession, but I hung back out of a sense of loss and dread.
‘Hugh, is that you?’
I turned my head to see where the familiar female voice was coming from. A woman about my age walked toward me, her long blonde hair flowing over her black dress like a tidal wave of brightness.
‘Claire is that you? How long’s it been?’
Opening my arms, I awaited her friendly embrace. The touch of her body against mine sent a surge of heat through my veins. It had been so long since I’d had a woman in my arms, I hugged her a little longer than was appropriate.
‘Almost ten years I’d guess. You look good, given the circumstances.’
‘Not half as good as you though. Look at you,’ I said, motioning towards her. The last ten years had been very good to her, she was even more radiant than I’d remembered.
‘Thanks. You’re still as charming as ever. Why is it we never dated?’
‘I don’t think Jane would have liked that,’ I responded with nervous laughter, trying to keep the mood light. ‘I didn’t expect to see you here. How’d you even know she died?’
‘Jane’s mom called me to let me know. Jane was like a sister to me. There will be more people show up than you expect. She was very well known around town.’
I was in the middle of pondering what she meant as the church bells sounded, summoning us inside for the service. The unexpected ringing startled me.
‘Oh, we better get going inside. It was good to see you again Hugh,’ Claire said, turning with a smile and walking into the church.
The bell rang again, sending shivers down my spine. I couldn’t resist looking up at it swinging away in the tower. It took just seconds to realize that was a mistake. Memories of past years flooded over me, drowning me with their sorrow.
My feet carried me to the steps by the front door on instinct alone. Thoughts swirled in my head like a maelstrom, while I saw her ghost as I walked up those steps and into the church foyer. The wind whipped through my hair, moments before my mind slipped into memories from the distant past.
****
It seemed like yesterday, but it was a long time ago. The first memory that came to mind was picture day my senior year in high school. All the students dressed up in their best clothes to get their final school pictures taken. I was standing in the boys’ lineup with my best friend, Scott Shipp. Everyone called him Bobby because of his habit of quoting Robert De Niro all the time.
I surveyed the room looking for other people I knew. It wasn’t every day that the entire senior class congregated in the same place. My eyes happened upon this angelic figure wearing a full-length blue dress, which seemed a little formal even for picture day. There was something about the way she moved with such quiet self-assurance that I couldn’t help but take in every inch of her body. Her dark brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, falling neatly to mid-back. She looked familiar, but I couldn’t figure out who she was from behind.
‘Hey, Bobby, who’s that cute brunette in the blue dress getting ready for her picture, I can’t see her face from here? She seems familiar.’
‘Are you talkin to me?’ he replied in his best De Niro accent, smirking at me.
‘Knock it off wise ass, I’m serious. I don’t recall seeing her before, but she looks amazing in that dress.’
‘Isn’t that Jane Keller? It must be, since that’s definitely Claire standing beside her. I’d love to get her into the back of my car.’
‘You’re such an ass. No way that’s Jane, she always has her hair in a ratty ponytail. Besides, I never noticed her looking like that before.’ I looked closer not believing what he was saying was possible.
‘Maybe you never really gave her an honest look before?’
There was a presence to the way Jane stood there, all full of confidence and energy that was captivating, even without seeing her face.
‘She does look the part. I’d love to ask her to the dance next week, but I doubt she’d want to talk to me again.’
‘Oh come on Hugh, that was three years ago. I’m sure she’s past that by now.’
Jane and I were friends entering high school and spent a lot of time at her parent’s farm. My own parents died when I was four and I lived as an only child with my grandma. We’d been close but she was a late bloomer who didn’t even need a bra at fourteen, and so she was teased by the older kids. I’m ashamed to say that I distanced myself from her over the first year until we didn’t see each other at all anymore. I never really told her why, but I’m sure she figured it out being the straight A student she was.
‘I hope so. I still feel bad about walking away from her back then.’
‘Why do you want to take Jane anyway? You’re a star athlete, you could get any girl you want. According to rumors I’ve heard, you’ve had almost all of them already.’
‘That’s bullshit and you know it. I’ve only been with two and I dated both a long time before we did it. Besides, Jane’s always been different from other girls.’
‘I’m just telling you what the rumors are. I hope she doesn’t listen to them.’
‘I think she’s smarter than that. I’ll know real quickly if she’s still pissed. She does have a temper if I remember right.’
The entire time I was talking to Scott, I kept my eyes glued on Jane. She was so full of life, joking back and forth with Claire, unaware of just how hot she looked. Then she caught me looking from across the room. Our eyes met for a second and held a little longer than they should have. Her look changed from sparkling to almost sad, as if unearthing some painful memory.
****
After the pictures were over, I couldn’t stop seeing Jane in her blue dress in the back of my mind the rest of the day. I kept seeing images of touching her, the warmth kept hidden under that dress, her smooth silky skin and the feel of her body against me. I knew I had to talk to her.
Her locker wasn’t far from my own, so when I spotted her there at lunchtime, I decided to wander over. She’d since changed from the dress into her usual ensemble of jeans and a T-shirt with her long hair pulled back into a dangling ponytail. I caught her by surprise as she fished through her locker for books.
‘Hi Jane.’
She looked up from her locker, the recognition of my voice evident from the expression on her face. ‘What do you want, Hugh?’ Her voice contained a strained edgy tone to it.
‘I um, noticed you at the pictures. You looked really pretty in the dress you were wearing.’
‘You came over here to tell me that?’
‘Not just that. I was won
dering if you had a date for the dance next Saturday night?’
‘You want to date me now? Isn’t that funny. Weren’t you the guy who couldn’t handle it when we got here and I was being teased because my breasts hadn’t developed yet?’
‘Oh shit. You remembered that. Jane, I’m sorry. I was a little kid back then. I’m not the same guy I was.’
‘I guess I’m okay now that I have these,’ she said, pointing to her well-proportioned breasts. ‘Why do you even care what I think anyway? You could get any girl in the school, and from what I hear you have a lot of notches on your bedpost. Stick to the airheads, they seem to be your bread and butter.’
The look on her face was one of pain and disgust directed towards me. I tried to move in closer to talk to her so everyone around wouldn’t hear us.
‘I deserve that I guess. I’m not sure who you’ve been talking to, but I haven’t been with many girls at all. Besides, you’re different from other girls I know.’
‘Why, because I’m not falling all over myself to be your next semen receptacle?’
‘That’s not why I asked you out and you know it. If I wanted an easy screw, I could have found one.
‘Oh, so you want a challenge? Is that it? Maybe you have a bet with that idiot Scott to see if you can get in my panties. Guess what, I’m not going to be just a notch on anybody’s bedpost.’
‘That’s not it at all. Just give me a chance, Jane. Let me take you to the dance, you’ll see I’m not like that.’
‘Sorry, too late. I already have a date. With a guy who likes me for more than what’s under my clothes. See you later Hugh.’
****
Distressed by my chat with Jane, I walked home alone at the end of the day, trying to wrap my mind around how I was going to get through to her. Our house was a modest bungalow on the outskirts of town a mile’s walk from the school. The distance gave me time to clear my head a little before walking through the front door.
‘How was school today Hugh?’
‘It was all right Grandma, just another day. How are you feeling today?
‘Oh, I’m okay. My hips are a little sore but I can still get around. You don’t look fine sweetie, are you sure nothing’s bothering you?’
‘Well I saw this girl at picture day…’
‘Oh, it’s girl trouble. I should have guessed. Nothing gets you young guys tied up in knots worse than dealing with us girls,’ she responded with a light airy laugh.
‘It’s just that I don’t know what to do. She’s so stubborn and strong willed, I don’t know how to deal with her.’
‘Well, isn’t that part of what you like about her?’
‘It is. Most girls you sweet-talk them, tell them what they want to hear and they end up throwing themselves at me. I mean, I’m a good looking guy, athletic and pretty smart. She even told me she knows I could have any other girl. Why do I want her so much?’
Walking over to sit in the chair beside me with slow deliberate steps, Grandma replied, ‘You don’t want someone you can control, you want an equal. It’s her strength you’re attracted to.’
‘I suppose so. But what do I do? She doesn’t want to have anything to do with me. I think I blew it.’
‘Sometimes you have to fight for what you want Hugh. In life, you only get so many chances at love. Don’t miss out because you’re afraid.’
‘Afraid of what?’
‘Getting hurt, putting yourself out there and giving someone the power to trample your heart if they choose.’
My heart was pounding in my chest at the thoughts of giving up control to someone like that. I’d never been hurt by a girl before, keeping my heart closely guarded. A large part of that came from losing my parents when I was so young. The wounds had never fully healed from growing up without them. It had never occurred to me before that I’d been shielding myself to keep from feeling like that about anyone again.
‘I think she’s worth it.’
****
I spent the next week and a half working on a plan to find time with Jane at the party. Scott had an idea for an emergency call to get Vince, her date, out of the picture so I could swoop in. Thoughts of her in that dress and the way she put me in my place so easily came rushing back every night as I tried to sleep. The best-laid plans become a waste from the realities of life sometimes.
Bales of hay, scarecrows, multi-colored leaves and pumpkins, the traditional trappings of fall, decorated the school gym. Scott and I arrived early before the majority of the students. As the night grew older, Jane and Vince arrived arm in arm, with Jane sporting a detached look on her face in addition to her ensemble of blue jeans and a red tank top. Her hair was in its customary ponytail.
Vince went to get drinks, so I decided to prime the pump by having a chat with her.
‘Good to see you again Jane.’
‘You’re either brave or stupid coming to talk to me after our last meeting. So which is it?’ she inquired, with a quizzical look flashing across her face, arms folded across her chest. Truth be told, she looked ever sexier when she was serious.
‘Actually, I’m both and obviously desperate,’ I retorted with a smirk.
‘You think you’re all that, don’t you? I bet those blonde cheerleader chicks just eat your crap up.’
‘I’m not into that kinky stuff Jane. You’re quite the pervert aren’t you?’
Caught off guard, Jane struggled to come up with one of her usual witty retorts. ‘That’s not what I meant,’ she said, stammering.
I played along, hoping that embarrassing her would break the ice a little and tilt me some advantage.
‘Sure it is. You think I’m a player who’s done everything possible, so you can talk to me like that. I’m not that kind of guy, Jane.’
‘You’d be more fun if you were,’ she replied, and then proceeded to hide her face, seemingly mortified that the comment had slipped out unintended. She managed to recover some composure and tried again. ‘What game are you trying to play with me?’
‘No game, just making small talk with a pretty girl at a dance.’
‘Well, Vince will be back any second. So why don’t you go back to where you came from. Then, if you want to continue this on Monday, you know where my locker is.’ Jane turned away from me, looking around to see if she could find her date.
Despondent, I walked back over to Scott, retaining the little dignity I had left. My mind roiled like a cauldron overflowing with mismatched thoughts. If she’d not wanted to see me, she would have told me to get lost right away. There must have been some level of interest on her part, but her nature wouldn’t allow her to express it.
‘How’d it go man?’
‘Not too good. I think she likes me, but she’s fighting those feelings all the way.’
‘That’s a good sign though. Still want to go through with it?’
‘What do we have to lose at this point? Make the call.’
With that said, Scott disappeared for ten minutes while I stood and randomly chatted with some of my other baseball teammates. Every few minutes I glanced in her direction to see how things were going between them. Jane and Vince were dancing on the floor and there was a space between them at all times. They seemed more like the way friends would dance together, no intimacy or passion at all. While I was watching one of the teacher chaperones walked over to Vince and talked to him for a few minutes. After she left him, Vince went to get his coat and left as well. It was obvious that Jane understood what was happening but wasn’t happy about it.
‘Okay Hugh, the coast is clear, time to make your move,’ he said, moving to stand beside me and sipping his drink.
‘Now or never, I guess. What’s the worst that could happen right? She says no, I can handle that … I think.’
I made the stroll across the dance floor again towards Jane when I noticed her best friend Claire dancing with her boyfriend. She gave me a stern stare as I passed her, pretending not to notice as I accosted her best
friend again.
‘I see you’re running solo now.’
‘So you thought you’d swoop in to take advantage of the damsel in distress? Get real.’
‘No, I was just tired of standing in that sausage fest over in the corner and the scenery is much better here,’ I retorted, giving her a little wink which she couldn’t help but grin at.
‘I bet you say that to all the girls you’re trying to sleep with.’
‘Nah, that one’s saved for trying to get blow jobs. I have better material if I want to get laid.’
Jane couldn’t help herself but laugh, causing her to choke on her drink. I reached out and patted her back a couple times to help her out.
‘Thanks. So why are you interested in me?’
‘I’m like you, I want more. More than just a quick screw or roll in the hay, I want someone with staying power.’
‘And you think I have that?’
‘There’s only one way to find out.’
I grabbed her hand and pulled her out on to the dance floor and into a slow waltz. I can’t begin to describe the feelings that pummeled my body from having her pressed against me. There was a surge of energy, and I battled to control my erection, knowing that she could feel it against her body.
We danced the first song without even talking, just dancing hand in hand with my other across her lower back. The temptation to lower my hand and grab her tight little ass was so overwhelming I almost gave in to it, but I knew that would end our dance. I wouldn’t give up that feeling of gliding across the floor with her for anything.
Even her natural scent as she nestled against me was intoxicating. Years later, I can still remember every touch, movement and smell from that first dance. After the DJ changed songs, we moved apart and looked at each other, uncertain what to say or do. Her eyes allowed me to see the vulnerability that she kept secret from everyone she met.
‘Why’d you do it Hugh?’ She was almost crying as she talked her voice barely audible.
‘Do what?’
‘Let those kids make fun of me and not try to help me. You just walked away from me. How am I supposed to trust you?’
‘Is that why you’ve been so hard on me? I’m sorry Jane, I knew better. We were new at the school and I wanted people to like me. I beat myself up over it every day for months, but I did it anyway.’
My hands pulled her closer, reveling in the heat created between us, her mouth so close and eager. I could tell she wanted me to kiss her, but I held back not wanting to take advantage of her in the moment.
‘You didn’t know it but I had a huge crush on you back then. It was awful when you just stopped being my friend. What made you change your mind about me?’
‘I’d always seen you as that flat-chested tomboy little girl that I knew when we were friends before. When I saw you all grown up wearing that dress it hit me so hard I couldn’t stop thinking about you. My heart’s racing just being this close to you.’
‘I can feel it, mine’s doing the same.’
I heard a voice from somewhere in the crowd, but I tried to tune it out until it got close enough that I heard the words clear.
‘Are you dancing with my date?’
It was Vince. Our diversion had only worked for a short time and he was back. From the sound of his voice, he wasn’t very happy about us dancing either.
‘Hey buddy, get your hands off my date. You thought since I left you could just take over? Get lost.’
He grabbed Jane’s arm and gave me a shove backward. I just maintained my balance to keep from falling over. Blood pounded in my ears as I struggled to keep my composure, not wanting Jane to see me lose my temper.
‘She’s a big girl and she can dance with whoever she wants, asshole.’
I reached out and grabbed him by the collar, forcing him to let her go. He pushed me back until we ended up in a shoving match, with other kids coming over to see what was happening.
‘Knock it off, both of you,’ yelled Mr. Cooper, my biology teacher, as he came walking through the crowd. ‘If you two have a problem we can discuss it in the principal’s office.’
We both walked away, in opposite directions. I saw Scott waiting for me at the edge of the crowd that had gathered. Looking around, I realized Jane was gone.
‘Scott, have you seen Jane?’
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