Forget the prom. I had much better things to do that evening. Like
what, you ask? Well, like lying on my bed for two hours, crying and playing Led
Zeppelin's "All of My Love" over and over and over again. Fate had different
plans, though.
My best friend Letty would of course be escorted to the prom
by her long-time boyfriend Luis. Neither Letty nor Luis had a car, though. We
discussed the situation many a night at Letty's place of employment.
Somehow it was decided that our friend Carlos would be my date. People thought Carlos and I were secretly in love because we fought all the time. That wasn't true. We did eventually become very close, but we never made out or anything. We were just friends. He was a really good friend, actually. He was a gentleman and I'm glad he was my date for that big night.