Friday’s were about working on my thesis, running 6 miles to Levanna and back,going to dinner and hanging out in the summer center while my friend Amy worked the grill. I’d steal crackerjacks and Amy didn’t give a shit.
She was a few inches shorter than me, a little skinnier than me, glasses and squinty eyes. She was from Saratoga and her Younger brother worked at KB toys.
I started spending time with amy in her room after she had cleaned up and closed down the summer center. She lived on the same floor just a few doors down. She had had a psychotic break and had to go to a psych unit her senior year. She was in the class Above mine but because of her visit to the psych ward she had to repeat her senior year in order to graduate.
She smoked like me and Friday nights around midnight we’d watch watch Titanic or boogie nights in her room over and over and over again. She had two directors chairs and we would crack the window just a little bit and pop titanic into the VCR.
If we were watching Titanic, Amy, always quoted Kate what’s her name during the scene where what’s her name drowns and starts calling out to Leonardo DiCaprio.
“Jack! Jack! ” Amy would whisper in Kate’s sad, drowny voice.