After Party

Gully came out of the Dunkin Donuts with a large iced coffee in his hand. It was a miserable rainy Saturday morning and he was capping off his morning jog with a caffeine jolt.

He stood on the curb for a moment trying to decide if he should jog the rest of the way home with the iced coffee in his hand or just leisurely walk in the increasingly heavy rain while leisurely enjoying the refreshment.

It was then when he saw a blue min-van with Vermont plates parked directly in front of him. Even with the passage of time and the rain drops on the windshield, Gully recognized who was sitting in the front seat of the mini-van - Yvette Martin, accompanied by "Silent Sal" Sally Therrian.

Seeing Yvette again was confusing and unexpected – she had moved away four years earlier and Silent Sal had fallen off Gully's radar soon thereafter even though she lived just down the street from him. Those two had always been the best of friends so it made sense that they were back together if Yvette was in town.

Gully found himself looking directly into Yvette's eyes. She was much older now, of course, strikingly pretty with black hair to her shoulders. Silent Sal really hadn't changed that much even though she was four years older too - still suffering from a bad case of facial acne and she was now wearing a set of ugly black rimmed glasses.

Strangely, both girls were wearing black party dresses.

"Gully." Yvette opened the driver's side window and stuck her head out. "What are you doing out in the rain?"

"Getting wet," he replied.

"Get in," Yvette instructed. "We'll give you a ride."

Gully confidently walked to the side back door of the mini-van, opened it and took his seat with attitude. Yvette and Silent Sal were eating bagels and drinking coffee.

"You're back!" Gully remarked.

"I am!" Yvette confirmed with a laugh.

"So, are you guys on your way to a party or on your way back from a party?" Gully asked, taking note of their attire.

"Maybe both!" Yvette smirked.

"So, what are you doing back in town?" Gully asked more seriously.

"Margie Sullivan had her 18th birthday party last night," Yvette explained. "We kept in touch. I came back for that."

"Your mother let you take her mini-van?"

"Are you making fun of me?" Yvette asked, looking over her shoulder at him.

"Yes," he grinned.

"I never would have recognized you if Sally hadn't said something," Yvette admitted. "You're all grown up!"

Gully tossed a look at Sally. "You said something?"

Sally, of course, didn't reply.

"What are you doing out in the rain?" Yvette asked again.

Gully lifted up his iced coffee cup.

"You must be addicted," Yvette laughed.

"It was only drizzling when I left the house for my jog," Gully shrugged.

"Why didn't you and Sally stay friends without me?" Yvette wanted to know.

"Sally doesn't have a lot to say," Gully teased.

"Is that true?" Yvette kidded, giving Sally a look. "You didn't want to talk to Gully without me?"

Sally shrugged indifferently.

"So, I hear you're a big deal sports superstar now," Yvette said.

"I'm not that big of a deal," Gully said lightly. "But baseball season is about to start which is why I'm out jogging in the rain."

"I completely understand," Yvette said, sounding sincere and honest. "It's really great seeing you again, Gully. I can't believe it's you!"

"How are you?" Gully asked with interest.

"Okay," she said. "It was rough when we first moved but at least my parents weren't fighting and arguing anymore," she sighed. "I knew the family had fallen apart but there wasn't anything I could do about it. Burlington and being closer to my mother's family wasn't that bad."

"We really missed you," Gully said.

"I made new friends up there and my mom was much better off but I missed you guys too," Yvette admitted.

"What about you, Sally?" Gully asked. "How are you doing?"

Silent Sal looked at him in the rear view mirror but she didn't say anything.

"She's obviously been lost without me," Yvette smiled.

"You were always the dominant force," Gully agreed.

"I know," she grinned as she put her coffee into the cup holder and started the engine. "We'll take you home."

It was a quick ride to Gully's house three blocks away.

"So many great memories," Yvette said warmly, glancing at the scenery outside the windows as she drove down the street. "I don't like seeing the old house again though," she admitted. "That's sort of painful."

She pulled the car into Gully's driveway.

"Do you think your parents will remember me?" Yvette asked hopefully. "They were always so great to all of us."

"They're out of town this weekend," Gully announced.

"Oh?" Yvette asked with interest, turning and looking at him. "Do you think we could come in?"

Gully smirked. "You mean for some sort of After Party?"

"Don't worry, we won't trash the house, Gully," Yvette laughed.

"Don't you guys have other plans?" He wondered.

"Not really," Yvette revealed. "We were up all night. Probably just going to go back to Sally's and taking a nap."

"Okay," Gully decided. "Come on in. It will be just like old times!"

"Great!" Yvette said with appreciated excitement.

The three climbed out of the mini-van with their coffees in their hands.

Yvette was taller than Gully had expected and she sure did look striking in her skin tight black dress, dark wavy long black hair with thick and heavy bangs. She had always been cute with those dark blue eyes of hers.

Gully tried to act cool and confident as the three briskly walked to the back door of his house, hurrying to get out of the rain. Gully unlocked the door and he let his visitors in behind him, sweeping into the modern and well-kept colonial.

"I remember this place," Yvette remarked warmly as she glanced around. "Good times! Good times!"

"It was never the same around here after you moved away," Gully sighed.

"Well, here we are, the three of us, back together again, just like old times!" Yvette said happily.

"Just like old times," Gully smiled.