reba kelly...one of the many bullies i encountered throughout my life-hood....i just thought of her now, don't ask me why. it was just one of those 'wonder what they're up to' type moments.
anyway....reba lived on the outskirts of town...near our local bowling alley. i actually thought this was kinda cool at the time. whenever mom whisked us past this barn red farm like house on our way to league bowling, i thought about her...reba....and how much she scared me....and yet, intrigued me. reba, you see, was the classic bully....she roamed the halls piercing everyone's gaze with her killer evil eye. her claim to fame was her ability to consume a common household product: white glue. she not only ingested it....she hungrily ate it, like a porn star gulping down a stud's money shot...or so i'm told. i never witnessed this act of shear insane bravado...but, i believed it. like a legend that passes through the ages and seeps into your veins, a cancer that takes root and spreads...reba was making history. even though it was a small town in iowa, to me, reba was more famous than any hollywood starlet, past or present.
it's weird. reba never laid a hand on me....but, she could've. i was weak, ugly and susceptible. but, i think...and this is just pure conjecture here...but, i think she spared me for one reason:
i felt her pain.