Original Sin: A Crimson Falls Novella by Greta Cribbs

Author:Greta Cribbs [Cribbs, Greta]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-10T16:00:00+00:00

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I turned fifteen having no understanding whatsoever of human sexuality. This was 1961, and such things were only beginning to be taught in certain schools, usually in much bigger and more important places than Crimson Falls. I had no idea what those feelings, and the physical responses that went along with them, meant, nor did I possess any awareness that other boys my age were going through much the same thing. All I had was Mother, assuring me that I was a very naughty boy indeed for thinking and feeling such things.

And at fifteen I still believed her.

It wasn’t until some time later that my worldview began to shift.

Donna Marie Watson was, I suppose you could say, the catalyst for the change.

If Everly Jean was my first infatuation, then Donna Marie was my first love.

I know what you’re thinking and, yes, I am capable of love. Whether my definition of the term is the same as yours I can’t say for sure, never having felt love from anyone’s point of view but my own. But I know it was some version of love that I felt for Donna Marie back in 1961.

Had she been one of the flat-chested, knock-kneed girls I had ogled in the sixth grade? Probably. We had been in class together since grammar school. But my memory is somewhat fuzzy when it comes to the specifics of my early ogling experiences.

When ninth grade came along, I had become much more selective. And I selected Donna Marie.

There was nothing, really, that set her apart physically from the other girls. She did not possess the Marilyn Monroe curves that I had so admired on Everly Jean. Her hair was dishwater blond and her eyes gray with flecks of brown. Her lips were full but not pouty, her bosom sufficient but not ample. She was pretty, in an average sort of way, and that was the most that could be said about her.

And yet...

When I say my feelings for her went beyond mere infatuation, this is what I mean. Had she been one of those buxom beauties, of the Hollywood starlet type, then the whole affair could be easily dismissed as a surge of hormones. The attraction purely physical. But Donna Marie was different. What I felt when I was near her was different.

It began on the first day of ninth grade when I discovered that her locker was next to mine. We had just arrived in the morning, and I wanted to stow away all the books I would not be needing until after lunch. A group of girls blocked my way, Donna Marie among them.

It was well-known, had been well-known for quite a few years, that I was a hopeless loner with poor looks and even poorer social skills. That was quite sufficient reason for most people at school to avoid me, but of course there was the added fact that nearly everyone in town knew I had been born out of wedlock and didn’t even know the identity of my father.

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