Live.Laugh.Learn: Don't Pass Me By

By: Lara Lettsome

Life should be about letting go, being free and growing into who you are meant to be. Follow the young character Karlie Sims as she attempts to transition into life after school in a new city; without all of her friends and family.

Antonio is a young man with an unexpected past. Karlie is a woman with a developing unexpected future. The present moments brings them together. Of course love will be an option, but are they ready to Live, Laugh and Learn? 

Missed out on the very beginning?  Click HERE to read Chapter 1: Realize, Honey...

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~*~CHAPTER THREE~*~

DON’T PASS ME BY

(Antonio)

I sat among my frat brothers in deep thought. We were in the car headed towards Memphis to watch a night of talent. It was taking place at a black owned cheesecake bistro in down town. It was a small space so it was going to be fairly intimate. The place would be filled with original paintings for sale. There would also be a mix of spoken word, jazz and a special tap dance performance. I was excited to be going, but my mind kept thinking back to Karlie. She was really quick to leave. After she left I did a breath check and smelled my armpits. I just didn’t get it. For the past few months we had been making eye contact, but she just never seemed friendly enough to approach. I would smile, she wouldn’t smile back. It made her seem mysterious.  SO finally, when I seen her smile and we were alone, I decided to take my chances.

My frat brother hit me in the back of the head. “What kinda daiq do you want?”

I realized we had pulled up to the liquor store. “Not tonight. I’ll probably just get some brown at the show” I answered.

They hopped out the car and I stayed. It wasn’t long before they came back and we kept heading towards Memphis. They played the music so loud that I couldn’t continue to think if I wanted too.

We got there in about 10 minutes. The show was surprisingly dead. People don’t really appreciate stuff like this anymore. The art was really nice. One picture was a colorful piece of a young girl pretending to play the drums on a pot. She was using wooden stir spoons as her sticks. I wonder if that’s something my little sister would have done. I looked at my hand and twisted the ring on my finger.

If it wasn’t for my frat brothers, I wouldn’t really have family…..

*Stay tuned for Part II of Don't Pass Me By next week!*