Tuesday, May 30, 2006

63 of 210 : Paul

He was a member of the Lurkers’ Society, and his family was . . . “comfortable.” One Gatsby-esque Sunday afternoon featured croquet and champagne, with everyone dressed in white. For graduation, his parents gave us bottles of exceedingly rare Kentucky Bourbon. One day a few years later, Paul simply—and quite mysteriously—disappeared.


At Tuesday, May 30, 2006 7:00:00 AM, Blogger Indigo Bunting said...

Dude. The ultimate lurker.

At Tuesday, May 30, 2006 10:14:00 AM, Blogger Sewa Yoleme said...

It was inexplicable. Dunno if he just wanted a different life, or went afoul of the law, or died unexpectedly. But the day we heard of his disappearance, his fellow lurkers knew that he had surpassed us, and we burned our cards in his honor.


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