True Letters From A Fictional Life (2016) - Plot & Excerpts
Origami birds perched on melted candles in front of a collage of Aaron photos. In most of the shots, he was smiling in a way that he never did in school. Brown wilted carnations were taped to the poster board. “The flowers look terrible,” I said, and I started to yank the tape from their stems. “What are you doing?” a girl yelled from down the hall. I stood up. “I’m taking down these dead flowers. They’re depressing.” She marched toward me. “They’re not yours to take down.” Derek imitated a police loudspeaker. “Step away from the shrine. Step away from the shrine, please.” I put up my hands and backed away. “I was trying to help.” “You don’t even know him,” the girl snapped. I wanted to scream, His pink alligator PEZ dispenser stares at me while I sleep! But I didn’t. “He’s not dead,” I muttered instead. The girl untaped the flowers as we left. The same girl was there again the next morning, standing guard. She glared at us. Plastic daisies were now stapled to Aaron’s photos.
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