squashed

they were cold

after all

so they had crowded

together

three on one too-small

seat there in the

darkness

she sandwiched

in between

and

crazy as they were

they began pulling

each other’s hair

she sat hunched

in the middle

smiling

but really rather

worried

her ears pricked up

as her mind raced in its

slow, tired way

was he really

truly

honestly and completely

okay?

she knew she could trust

him

but still she wondered

what he was saying was not

bad

but all the same

she wasn’t sure she

liked it

but then

she was not in the

position to

complain

this had been her idea

mostly

and they’d really

been wonderful

so she dismissed her

worries and

sat there

squashed between two

curly-headed

best friends