Linda
slammed the front door, plopped down on the couch and took the skate key from
around her neck. Her face and hands were
tingling from the contrasting foggy cold outside and the heated warmth inside.
As
she bent over to remove her skates, her mom shouted from the kitchen, “I hope
you didn’t come in the house with your skates on!” Linda tried to hurry in case her mom poked
her head around the corner to check, but found her hands were almost too cold
to hold the skate key. Thankfully, her
mom didn’t come out to check on her.
As
she released the roller skate from her white leather oxford, she noticed with
alarm that the rubber sole was beginning to pull away from the well worn
leather. Linda knew there was no chance
of getting a new pair of shoes during the summer, so she went into the kitchen
to ask, “Where’s the glue, Mom? My shoe
is coming apart.” Stirring the pot, her
mom looked up and said, “I don’t know, Lin.
Maybe there’s some out in the garage.”
Exasperated,
Linda threw open the door to the garage and began to rout around in the boxes
and general mess that was their garage in search of glue. Finding none there, she returned to the
kitchen and began to dig through the junk drawer. Ah-ha!
She found an almost-empty tube of glue that seemed to have some life
left. That would have to do, but first
she had to call Teri to see if they were going on their early-morning adventure
the next day.
These
adventures had begun because the summer months between 4th and 5th
grades were particularly long and boring in their foggy Bay Area
neighborhood. They wished their families
could afford to go on vacations like some of the other families in the
neighborhood, returning tanned and filled with exciting stories, but that
wasn’t their luck. Neither girl knew
quite how the idea started, but they made a secret pact to go on exciting
adventures of their own! It was time to
set up the next one.
Linda
walked through the living room to the hallway and grabbed the phone from its
cubby. She sat on the floor and dialed
Plaza 6-6872. Since she and her mom were
the only one’s home that late afternoon, she would have privacy while she and Teri
plotted their Saturday morning escape.
Teri’s
older sister, Andrea, answered the phone. “Hi, Andrea. It’s Linda.
Can I talk to Teri?” She heard
Andrea clunk down the phone and loudly shout, “Teri, it’s for you! It’s Linda!”
Teri picked up the phone and said, “Hi, Linda.” She then whispered, “Wait. Let me take the phone somewhere private.”
Linda
heard the background noise fade as Teri quietly said, “Okay, the coast is
clear. Are we going on an adventure
tomorrow morning?’ Linda replied,
“Uh-huh! Let’s go up to where they’re
building those new houses, above Southgate.”
Agreeing to the idea, Teri replied, “Okay. Come to my bedroom window at 6:00am tomorrow
and tap on my window. I’ll sleep in my
clothes. After I climb out the window,
I’ll put my shoes on. Let’s both wear
our new hooded sweatshirts!”
Their
plan set, both Linda and Teri went to bed early that night knowing they’d be up
really early the next morning, earlier than if they had gone to school. Luckily Linda didn’t have to share her
bedroom like Teri did, so she set out her clothes the night before and tried to
fall right to sleep. Sleep was elusive,
though, because she was excited about doing something besides roller skating or
playing jacks on the porch… and waving
at cement truck drivers who drove up their street to the building site they
were planning to visit.
Linda
didn’t have an alarm clock other than her early-rising father. The next morning, when Linda woke to her dad
coughing, she quietly got up and began dressing. She carefully slid open her bedroom window
and stepped out onto the back patio. Not
wanting to risk walking past the dining room and kitchen windows to the gate,
she climbed over the side fence nearest her room.
Free
at last, Linda jubilantly ran down to the next corner where Teri lived. She quietly opened the gate and walked around
the house to Teri’s bedroom window. She
softly tapped on the window.
Nothing. She tapped again. Nothing.
With a little more pressure, Linda tapped again. Finally, Teri opened the window, climbed out,
and put on her shoes. Once that was
done, Linda whispered, “Come on! Let’s
go!!”
Thrilled
that they were able to leave their houses without detection, the girls
animatedly talked about what they might find at the construction site. They wondered if any of the cement truck
drivers they waved at would be there.
They walked quickly up the hill and were soon warm enough to remove
their sweatshirts and tied them around their waists.
Soon,
the construction site emerged. There
were square dirt mounds arranged in rows.
Lumber was stacked throughout the area.
Some of the dirt squares had cement floors with metal poles sticking up.
Some had wooden frames that resembled a house, but looked more like Billy’s
backyard fort they weren’t allowed to enter.
It wasn’t very exciting at all—there were no people and it was kind of
messy and dusty looking.
After
having explored as much as they wanted in search of excitement, they soon
realized there was none to be found—and they had better return home. The walk down the hill wasn’t as exuberant as
the walk up. The most fun part, they
realized, was that they escaped their homes without anyone knowing! They knew they would continue these early
morning explorations for the rest of the summer!
As
the girls neared Teri’s house, they saw a police car parked out in front. Teri’s mother was outside talking to the policeman. They wondered what had happened, if the house
had been robbed, or if someone had been hurt.
The girls began to run to the excitement! Teri shouted, “What happened, Mother?!” Her mom, obviously very upset, began to cry,
shake and yell—all at the same time, “I’ll tell you what happened! Where WERE you, Theresa?! Andrea woke me up this morning to tell me you
had climbed out your bedroom window to go somewhere with Linda! We have been
scared to death that something happened to you two!”
It
was then that Linda saw her mom in the huddle with the police. “Uh-Oh,” she thought. “I’m in trouble, too!” When Teri’s mom had learned that Teri
“disappeared” with Linda, she called first the police, then Linda’s
mother. Linda knew that her mom really
wouldn’t have been that upset about the girls’ outing—she was a pretty mellow
mom. On the other hand, Teri’s mom was
very dramatic; something Linda always wished her mom was like, but not on that
day.
Both
girls were grounded for the next week, so no roller skating, or playing jacks,
or waving at cement truck drivers.
Although they couldn’t talk to each other on the phone after the ordeal,
they both knew that the saddest part of being caught was that their early
morning adventures were over. They would
have to endure the remainder of the foggy, drizzly summer wearing their
matching hooded sweatshirts while doing normal, boring things until school
started.