My Impossible Choice

     It was late Summer, the weather was eggcelent. I was at my best friend’s house. It was his sister’s birthday, his cousin too.  I just wanted to see him, but I guess it was good to see some of our other friends here. Jack Covic, his neighbor was there. I knew I wouldn’t be seeing Zach often during the school year because- he was going to saint Mary’s. This is because his mother died, and that day, I was going to find out more.

     The many little kids at the party were either in the pool, or in the bouncy house. We walked up to the girls running it. “Can we please come in?” Zach asked.

     “Why, so you can wreck the place?” one girl said.

     “What, no! We just want to hurt each other!” I explained. Zach elbowed me.

     “Yeah, go do something else. Go swimming, for instance!” the other girl exclaimed. Yeah, I wasn’t going in there. Who knows how many people had peed in there by then. So Zach, Nick and I decided to play some Baseball. We played for a while. The three of us decided to just eat cake so we could take advantage of the bouncy house. All of the little kids rushed out of the bouncy house. We rushed in.

     All of the kids finished their desserts, so we needed (were forced) to get out. Zach and I walked to the front yard. On the walk, he told me he had an important question.

     “What?” I asked.

     “You know how my dad died last August?” He started.

     I raised my eyebrow, not wanting to say anything. I had no clue where this was going. I just nodded yes.

     “Well, I need you to tell me if I should keep my last name or change it to O’neill,” he explained. I knew what I wanted. “Whatever you want, I want,” I stated. The rest of the day was fun. Until I had to leave. “Mom can Zach please come over for a sleepover?” I begged. Finally, my mom said yes. Zach, Nick, my mom and I waited by the curb. Finally, my dad picked us up.  When we got back to my house, we swam in my pool and had s’mores. It was one of my favorite times with him ever! The End.