Hi I'm Mona. I think I want to share this. I still can not believe it.
' There's someone else and she wants to be with me.'
I thought it was the end. I'm so dumb.
A further explanation, I did not need. I fled to the beach house.
For days, scrubbed raw from the sand, I kept staring at my collection of shells. Parasols remained closed. Wastepaper bins were empty. On the news they were talking about a ' Horror' summer. Once there will be more sea. If Joost had not called me, I would have waited for it. Wash me away.
I think I was depressed.
Weeks i felt the humiliation coming. It should not have hit me so hard.
His name is Mick. What a stupid name.
After six days, Joost called me. I had not heard from him in over a month.
"Mom said you were here. Really, let that Mick go. He was never the one for you. "Paper Moon, he said, I'm going to tell you something that you put forever in my debt. '
Now I usually do not get excited when Joost starts with the drama. I'm used to.
We both waited until I finally said it: what?
"We made it! I'm in Hollywood! "
I thought it was a joke, an excuse to pull me out bed. But he sent me a picture of himself. In the background stood the Hollywood sign.
I leave tomorrow. I haven't told anyone. I don't need to say goodbye to anyone. Nobody can know I'm there.
After his phone call, I jumped up, ran to the sea an jumped in, still in my clothes. A bit exaggerated. But someone like me, when something good happens, the joy pops out of me. Like it came into existence there and then. My Big Bang Joy.
