For his last birthday, his 14th birthday, we took Dragon and a bunch of his friends paddleboarding. For most of his buddies, including Justin, it was their first time. We got our paddleboards, the boys pushed off from shore, and within minutes, they were out on the water in the Newport Back Bay, splashing around, racing each other, watching jumping fish. We tried to keep up with them, but they quickly paddled out of sight. Oh, those boys, wanting to be on their own, no cars yet, but mobile on their paddleboards.
For his dream car, Dragon wanted a red Mustang with a black racing stripe. I was telling this to a friend on the phone last night, sadness in my voice, unable to bear the thought of Dragon’s 16th birthday without him. “Oh,” she said, “Dragon already has one. They are up there driving around in that red Mustang with the black racing stripe.”