Elvis Aaron Schwarz called me Monday afternoon. Are you all right? he asked.
Yes, I said. Why wouldn't I be?
Have you seen the news? he asked.
No, I said.
Something bad has happened in Boston, he said.
I'd rather hear it from you than from the TV, I said.
Then he explained to me that bombs had exploded and people were killed and injured.
I know how you get, he said. I didn't want you to find out about this from the news, he said.
I promise I won't turn on the TV, I said.
And I didn't.
Elvis Aaron Schwarz knew I would cry if I watched the news.
I knew all my tears wouldn't change what happened.
So now I know, and I'm sad; but I'd still rather hear the truth from Elvis Aaron Schwarz than from a stranger on the television. It's a little easier to handle bad news when you hear it from your best friend, who only wants good things for you.
Thank you, Elvis Aaron Schwarz.
|You're welcome, Baby Doll.|