
Midnight Snack
by Mike Mayak
The little green car pulled into the parking lot illuminated by the neon sign of a burger in the window, next to a neon clock that proclaimed midnight. The car pulled around behind the little building and parked there in the dark.
“Hey, why are we stopping here?” Reggie asked, looking out the open passenger side window.
“You don’t recognize it?” Sylvester asked.
Reggie glanced around. He hadn’t been paying attention.
“Oh, man…” Reggie said. “The old burger stand down the street from Mumford High. “I barely recognize the area.”
“Yeah, the refurbished a lot of the buildings, tore down some of the trashy ones and put in a park. They even polished up the school, I was there the other day.” Sylvester said. “But this place is still here. And it really hasn’t changed.”
“Yeah, same old place.” Reggie said glancing around. “Hey, how come we’re here anyway?”
“I figured since you’re feeling better we could check the old place out.” Sylvester said.
“Yeah?” Reggie asked.
“Yeah.” Sylvester said. “You’re done with chemotherapy.”
“I know,” Reggie said. “If we were here in the afternoon we could celebrate with a burger.”
“You realize the two of us haven’t been here since the last week of school twenty-two years ago?” Sylvester said.
Reggie grinned. “Remember the week before that? Right here in your old car? Right around midnight?”
“That’s why I brought us here.” Sylvester said. “To park like we did back then and…
The two men leaned in and kissed. Long. Loving. Feeling like they were eighteen years old and hiding their love again, not like they’d been together for two decades.
Then…
“Hey, guys!” came the voice. “Get a room!”
Sylvester and Reggie looked up, shocked. Through the open passenger side window they could see a grinning young man in a car nearly hidden in the shadow of the big tree in the corner of the parking lot.
The car roared to life as the young man waved and called out “Have fun, guys!” as he roared out of the parking lot.
“My God.” Reggie said. “That was my nephew!”
“And he had a girl in the car with him.” Sylvester said.
“I remember when all he was interested in was video games.” Reggie said.
“And I was just wondering if kids still parked here after dark.” Sylvester said.
“Yeah, it’s still a make-out spot.” Reggie said.
“So roll up that window and let’s make out.” Sylvester said.
Reggie was grinning again as he rolled up the window.
—end—








