At the beginning of the winter break of my sixteenth year, I had a seventeen year old girlfriend. During the holiday it snowed wonderfully, the type of snow that accumulates on the hills surrounding Seattle, stopping normal life cold. The first night it snowed, a snow that would stick inches thick by midnight, I walked up and over the 14th Street hill and past an idling Volkswagen Beetle in the parking lot of the Catholic church. Earlier that afternoon I had phoned a girl who lived on the other side of the hill, asking to meet in the parking lot that evening. We both arrived on time. As we walked arm in arm past the Bug, its windows steamed up from the commotion inside, snow melting on the rumbling hood, exhaust lit by the tall parking lamp, my seventeen year old girlfriend stuck her head out of the car window and laughed. We both laughed. I had a new fifteen year old girlfriend. She had moved up to eighteen.
At the beginning of the winter break of my sixteenth year, I had a seventeen year old girlfriend. During the holiday it snowed wonderfully, the type of snow that accumulates on the hills surrounding Seattle, stopping normal life cold. The first night it snowed, a snow that would stick inches thick by midnight, I walked up and over the 14th Street hill and past an idling Volkswagen Beetle in the parking lot of the Catholic church. Earlier that afternoon I had phoned a girl who lived on the other side of the hill, asking to meet in the parking lot that evening. We both arrived on time. As we walked arm in arm past the Bug, its windows steamed up from the commotion inside, snow melting on the rumbling hood, exhaust lit by the tall parking lamp, my seventeen year old girlfriend stuck her head out of the car window and laughed. We both laughed. I had a new fifteen year old girlfriend. She had moved up to eighteen.
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