Dragonfly: A Childhood Memoir
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Dragonfly - W. Nikola-Kisa
Chapter One
I REMEMBER the first time I met Craig.
We were in his backyard. He was holding a dragonfly in his hands—one set of double wings in his left hand, the other set in his right.
He kept the wings taut, stretched to their fullest.
The dragonfly twitched and buzzed, trying to escape its captor.
Slowly, Craig raised his prey to the sunlight and inspected it—the silvery, translucent wings, the bluish-green body, the large, bulbous eyes. Then he lowered it and began to pull his hands apart.
The dragonfly buzzed louder.
But Craig continued to pull his hands apart. He pulled until the dragonfly’s left wings gave way. They ripped from its body with a snap that sent a chill down my spine.
Craig dropped the dragonfly’s body. It lay on the ground twitching, drawing a circle with its body as it batted the only set of wings it had left.
Here,
he said, handing me the wings he held in his left hand.
Then he turned and walked away.
I stared at the dragonfly on the ground. It hardly twitched now, exhausted by its own frenetic activity.
I watched it for a moment or two, until it lay completely still. Then I leaned over and lay the set of wings I held next to its body.
In its stillness the dragonfly looked peaceful, but like many things in my life the truth of it was quite different.
Chapter Two
IT WAS a hot summer day. After lunch I crossed the county road that separated my house from Craig’s and walked up his driveway.
Like most ranch-style houses, there are always two doors of entry: the formal front door, with a walkway off the asphalt drive; and the back door, which could either be on the side of the house or around back.
Craig’s second door was around back.
You walked up the driveway, through the carport, and around to the back of the house to get to it. The backyard had a tree, a play area, and lots of grass, carpet grass. I never understood why they called it carpet grass.
Ours was rough and splotchy with weeds. Hardly the kind of carpet you’d want to lie down on.
I knocked on the door. Craig’s mom answered in that super-sweet way she always did—Hello, dear, looking for Craig?
Yes, ma’am,
I replied.
He’s in his room,
she said, holding the door open.
I walked through the kitchen, took a right down the hallway, and walked to the last room on the left. The door was closed, so I knocked.
Yeah, who is it?
a gruff voice replied.
It’s me,
I said.
Door’s open,
the voice answered.
When I entered the room, Craig was lying on the covers of his bed, fully clothed, holding his pellet gun. Craig was the only one of my friends who had a pellet gun powered by a CO2 cartridge. Most of my friends, me included, owned a cheaper and