procession

It felt solemn and quiet today.

and the and the 13 year old in the back seat of the car trying to escape the boredom tries to put music to his ears, but was denied that needed pleasure.

His parents talked to him of
respect
custom
being proper
avoidance of being looked down upon by the others.
conformity

But He saw they felt
uptight
slightly sad
slightly bothered
and
huge sense of duty.


and his parents trying to justify their decision to keep him from his music, show him how one of his friends two cars ahead is sitting up straight and proper, and looks like he is actually talking to his parents.

and they boy sees how the car directly ahead, and directly behind have "old People" that don't look very happy.

and he knows that his friend two cars ahead, is trying to get on his parents good side so they will let him spend the night even though he got detention at school this week.

Neither of them wear ties too terribly often, just special occasions, he does not find it comfortable, and he thinks to himself; these pants are TOO TIGHT. Who ever heard of wearing your pants around your waist AND a belt, I feel like i'm going to smother to death.

"Mom I'm Freaking Dying in these pants" he screams.

She looks back and says "Poor choice of words, young man, especially where we are going"

"Sorry, Mom, Its just weird today, all of us heading the same place at the same time what did you all it?.... like a Procession?"

"Yes dear procession, and when we get to the church, stay with us don't run off with your friend. And please, Please, Please let us do the talking especially if someone says they have not seen us for a while."

Fortunately they sit close to his friend that was two cars ahead of them, and the service begins.

No texting allowed, so they resort to whispers.



"God this is boring..."


"Why is that woman crying?"


"I can't wait till the Easter egg hunt."