Johnson<br > Highway<br > Like much of my life until that sixteenth year, it was a<br > sunny day. A Sunday afternoon. I was in Carol Eckert s<br > house on Pine Street. We were in the living room.<br > Carol was telling me about her new boyfriend, and I, as<br > always, was the good listener.<br > The doorbell rang. It was my younger brother, Bill,<br >panting. "Lucky was hit by a car!"<br > Lucky was our dog.<br > I didn t know what to say except, "Where?"<br > "Johnson Highway."<br > I apologized to Carol and left with Bill. We ran. We<br >ran down Pine to Roberts, down Roberts to Locust, and<br >up Locust toward Johnson Highway. As we came near,<br >I wanted to say to Bill, "You look. I m not stopping." 1<br >wanted to cross Johnson Highway and not look down<br >but run on, run out of town, out of time, out of myself,<br >because I was having a bad year, and it was too few<br >hours ago that I was king.<br >"
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