“I Have The Distinct Taste of Socks in My Mouth,” Said Abby, “Because I Think My Foot Was

August 9, 2013 by Brittani888  
Published in Friendship

"I have the distinct taste of socks in my mouth," said Abby, "because I think my foot was

just there. Come on, Jake. Help me out. What did I say?"

"You said no one hardly ever looks at this wall," he replied in a quiet voice.

"And I hurt your feelings," she sighed. "I didn’t mean it that way, Jake. Honestly, I

didn’t."

“I have the distinct taste of socks in my mouth,” said Abby, “because I think my foot was

just there. Come on, Jake. Help me out. What did I say?”

“You said no one hardly ever looks at this wall,” he replied in a quiet voice.

“And I hurt your feelings,” she sighed. “I didn’t mean it that way, Jake. Honestly, I

didn’t.”

“I don’t want to be merely kept busy!” he exclaimed, in a burst of emotion. “I need to do

something important! Tell me what to do, and I’ll do it!”

“I confess,” she admitted, “that the mural was intended to give you something to do.

You’re always struggling to forget the past, so I thought something was better than

nothing.”

“I know God put me on this earth for a reason,” said Jake, “even if it’s only to be a

Christian, like it says in that verse, ‘Fear God, and keep His commandments: for this is

the whole duty of man.’ I suppose, I’m trying to find my place in life. You’re right,

something is better than nothing, but I was just hoping that the something meant more to

you than it did.”

“You’re asking some pretty hard questions,” said Abby. “I’m eighteen, and I’m trying to

find my own place in this world. I don’t know how you should spend the rest of your life,

but, I’m pretty sure of this: you shouldn’t spend it trying to pay me back. You keep

insisting that you owe me something, and I keep trying to tell you that you owe me

nothing. It’s called, friendship.”

“Abby! Jake!” called Terry from the kitchen. “Dinnertime!”

“Coming!” she called back.

This evening was a time of learning for Jake. He had spent fifteen of his twenty four

years, at the hands of abusers. That’s nearly two thirds of his entire life. The past wasn’t

something that would mysteriously vanish as though it had never happened, but things

were changing for the better. He was truly beginning to understand the concept of

friendship, for the first time in his life. Jake knew Abby cared what happened to him, and

that she wanted to help him, but the why of it had always escaped him. For example, he

had thought Warden Doyle had helped him, because that was somehow his job.

Friendship based on the love of God, has the power to touch someone’s life, with no

expectation of returned favor. Now Jake understood.

“When thou makest a dinner or a supper, call not… thy rich neighbours; lest they also bid

thee again, and a recompence be made thee. But when thou makest a feast, call the poor,

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