If she was married. If her little boy was an accident or planned. And if that made a difference.
I saw other people there. Old men sitting alone. Young girls with blue eye shadow and awkward jaws.
Little kids who looked tired. Fathers in nice coats who looked even more tired.
Kids working behind the counters of the food places who looked like they hadn’t had the will to live for hours.
The machines kept opening and closing. The people kept giving money and getting their change.
And it all felt very unsettling to me. So, I decided to find another place to go and figure out why people go there.
Unfortunately, there aren’t a lot of places like that. I don’t know how much longer I can keep going without a friend.
I used to be able to do it very easily, but that was before I knew what having a friend was like.
It’s much easier not to know things sometimes. And to have french fries with your mom be enough.
The only person I’ve really talked to in the last two weeks was Susan,
the girl who used to “go with” Michael back in middle school when she had braces.
I saw her standing in the hall, surrounded by a group of boys I didn’t know.
전체재생
다음페이지
문장검색