The Wichita Kid by Rob Fisher

The Wichita Kid by Rob Fisher

Author:Rob Fisher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: coming of age, cleveland, golf, anxiety, caddy shack, obsessive compulsive disorder ocd, caddies, novel about kids 12 and up, golf anecdotes, golf caddy
Publisher: Rob Fisher


‘The doctors say that I’m progressing really well,’ she said over the phone. ‘Hopefully it won’t be long before we can be together again.’

‘That’s great, Mom. I can’t wait to see you again. What types of things are they doing?’

‘They’re just trying to get me to accept that the world around us has lots of germs and that germs don’t kill people, well actually they do, but not as easily as I seem to think. So they’re trying to expose me to stuff that normally would scare the heck out of me. Yesterday I touched a garbage can – put my hand right in it – and then went twenty minutes without washing my hands. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. I was so grossed out by it. But I did it. You would have been so proud of me.’

‘That’s great, Mom. That’s really great.’ For the first time, I entertained the thought that she would never get fully better. ‘Hey, it’s Grandma’s birthday today. Do you want to wish her a happy birthday?’

‘Um, not really.’

‘Grandma,’ I yelled. ‘Mom wants to talk to you.’

I stood there as my Grandma and Mom had a brief, cordial conversation. My Grandma’s eyes were moist as she handed back the phone to me to say goodnight.

I got ready for bed and weighed myself. I was up to 102.

I looked over at my shoes next to the bedroom door. Back home my mom put my shoes in the washer each night. It became a ritual for us. I always took my shoes off outside the front door. When I woke up each morning, they would magically appear clean in my bedroom on a piece of newspaper. Actually I liked the feeling of the hot canvas of my Keds on my feet after she took them out of the dryer. It never bothered me -- she was the one who did all the work – except the few times she forgot to run the dryer and I had to go to school in cold, damp shoes. She bought me a new pair every couple of weeks because the Keds didn’t hold up too well to this regimen. Now, after so many rounds on the golf course, my shoes looked beat up and dirty. Wonderfully dirty.



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