from "Imagine..."

…at least Jackie and I agreed on one thing musically, besides the Osmond Brothers: the new John Lennon song, “Imagine”.

Even my mother liked that one, and bought me the 45. I didn't know if she understood it all. I certainly didn't--not until I got older, anyway.

There in the concrete fortress, it sounded more peaceful than ever, and I could think of lots of things to Imagine.

I liked the way John sounded when he sang, “You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one.”

I also liked the way the piano pulsed along in the background, like some gentle river I would like to wade into barefoot.

Even though Jackie liked the song, I don't think it meant as much to her as it did to me, and while it was playing, I wished she were not there. I wanted to Imagine, to make up a story and tell it to myself...