"So, did you ever grow up into a proper man or
what?" asked Bubba.
"Well yes," said Justin as he looked around the school
hall for changes after ten long years. There was the
same old superficial paint like the same old
classmates. He remembered a smell of musty books
and doors that kept folks where they were supposed
to be. Old voices rose again to bounce around the
high ceiling. Justin wondered how many folks were
still using untouched photos on Facebook.
"Want a beer?" asked Bubba.
"Thank you so much. That would be nice. However I
was rather hoping for a decent glass of white wine,"
"Like girls now?" said Bubba, directly and artlessly
"Oh yes," said Justin, and as if to squash any further
talk of a painfully shy adolescence, he added, "Lots."
"Saw you hiding in those days at the back of class
and drawing girls' clothes."
"Well, actually I still do. I'm a fashion designer."
"What?" said Bubba.
"If you spent some more time with the girls you'll
have heard the name. The brand is doing well,
"Uh," said Bubba with a snort and a shake of his
"So, I’ve heard about you," said Justin. "Something
about pushing a brush most days and weekend
football. There seems to be lots of six packs involved.
I guess that would be both kinds."
He glanced down at Bubba's beerbelly.
"But I couldn't avoid noticing that bit about you
splashing about naked with your buddies in the big
hot tub after the game."
"Uh," said Bubba looking around the crowd. People
were staring at him. He walked towards the bar. He
needed to grab a beer and do something else,
Reunion was published in
Pure Slush, Fashion
13 March 2013.