I’m just having a tough time. That’s all. Have a good one,” I said and walked away.
“God, that kid is such a fucking freak,” I heard one of the boys whisper when I was halfway down the hall.
He said it more factual than mean, and Susan didn’t correct him. I don’t know if I would have corrected him myself these days.
Love always, Charlie
May 2, 1992
Dear friend, A few days ago, I went to see Bob to buy more pot. I should probably say that I keep forgetting Bob doesn’t go to school with us.
Probably because he watches more television than anyone I know, and he’s great with trivia.
You should see him talk about Mary Tyler Moore. It’s kind of spooky.
Bob has this very specific way of living. He says he takes a shower every other day.
He weighs his “stash” daily. He says when you’re smoking a cigarette with someone, and you have a lighter, you should light their cigarette first.
But if you have matches, you should light your cigarette first, so you breathe in the “harmful sulfur” instead of them.
He says it’s the polite thing to do. He also says that it’s bad luck to have “three on a match.”
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