Lazily exploring their ( hotnow) teenage bodies, the sweet aroma of pot, I love you, reckless to the car in the driveway, the door opening, Happy New Year! Shit, she said, my parents are home, we're screwed, get dressed! Wait, don't go (Oh no no no), can I try some please ?
The boyfriend ( I love you) instructed the girl's mom in the proper inhalation of a joint, while her dad looked on with disapproval, no tokes for him.
After her mom died, the girl remembers her this way, tasting the sweetness of life, understanding the heat of first love, embracing the new year- how many years would she have left?
Happy New Year 1972 I love YOU hotnow, and I love you sweet mom.