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The Inexplicable Logic of My Life

by Benjamin Saenz

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The Inexplicable Logic of My Life by Benjamin Saenz
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Prologue

I have a memory that is almost like a dream: the yellow leaves from Mima's mulberry tree are floating down from the sky like giant snowflakes. The November sun is shining, the breeze is cool, and the afternoon shadows are dancing with a life that is far beyond my boyhood understanding. Mima is singing something in Spanish. There are more songs living inside her than there are leaves on her tree.

She is raking the fallen leaves and gathering them. When she is done with her work, she bends down and buttons my coat. She looks at her pyramid of leaves and looks into my eyes and says, "Jump!" I run and jump onto the leaves, which smell of the damp earth.

All afternoon, I bathe in the waters of those leaves.

When I get tired, Mima takes my hand. As we walk back into the house, I stop, pick up a few leaves, and hand them to her with my five-year-old hands. She takes the fragile leaves and kisses them.

She is happy.

And me? I have never been this happy.

I keep that memory somewhere inside me—?where it's safe. I take it out and look at it when I need to. As if it were a photograph.



Life Begins

Dark clouds were gathering in the sky, and there was a hint of rain in the morning air. I felt the cool breeze on my face as I walked out the front door. The summer had been long and lazy, crowded with hot and rainless days.

Those summer days were over now.

The first day of school. Senior year. I'd always wondered what it would be like to be a senior. And now I was about to find out. Life was beginning. That was the story according to Sam, my best friend. She knew everything. When you have a best friend who knows everything, it saves you a lot of work. If you have a question about anything, all you have to do is turn to her and ask and she'll just give you all the information you need. Not that life is about information.

Sam, she was smart as hell. And she knew stuff. Lots and lots of stuff. She also felt stuff. Oh, man, could Sam feel. Sometimes I thought she was doing all the thinking, all the feeling, and all the living for both of us.

Sam knew who Sam was.

Me? I guess I wasn't always so sure. So what if sometimes Sam was an emotional exhibitionist, going up and down all the time? She could be a storm. But she could be a soft candle lighting up a dark room. So what if she made me a little crazy? All of it—?all her emotional stuff, her ever-changing moods and tones of voice—?it made her seem so incredibly alive.

I was a different story. I liked keeping it calm. I guess I had this control thing over myself. But sometimes I felt as if I weren't doing any living at all. Maybe I needed Sam because being around her made me feel more alive. Maybe that wasn't logical, but maybe the thing we call logic is overrated.

So on the first day of school, the supposed beginning of our lives, I was talking to myself as I headed toward Sam's house. We walked to school together every day. No cars for us. Shit. Dad liked to remind me that I didn't need a car. "You have legs, don't you?" I loved my dad, but I didn't always appreciate his sense of humor.

I texted Sam as I reached her front door: I'm here! She didn't answer.

I stood there waiting. And, you know, I got this weird feeling that things weren't going to be the same. Sam called feelings like that premonitions. She said we shouldn't trust them. She consulted a palm reader when we were in the ninth grade, and she became an instant cynic. Still, that feeling rattled me because I wanted things to stay the same—?I liked my life just fine. If things could always be the way they were now. If only. And, you know, I didn't like having this little conversation with myself—?and I wouldn't have been having it if Sam had just had a sense of time. I knew what she was up to. Shoes. Sam could never decide on the shoes. And since it was the first day of school, it really mattered. Sam. Sam and her shoes.

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