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The shoulder that you cry on

Out on that ledge you walk on

When you’re sinking

Who knows your keeps your secrets locked up

When I’m there’s no one you can trust

I know it’s

Just say the words and (you know) I’ll be there

Before I left Mama’s with dinner for Grahareeter’s desk with the same piece of paper just below it Only this ti anyone who saw the journal not to move it

Chapter Five

Charlie

May 31, 2016

I PRACTICALLY RAN into work the next ; my footsteps only slowed once I was inside and spotted lanced around at the feorkers already inside--none of ere looking in reeter’s desk

I took the torn paper between ers, and eyed his scrawl in wonder I didn’t realize I was s until I had flipped the paper over nu at each side and how our words mimicked each other’s

But the smile faded when I read the note he had left for ht he was listening to iven the situation Just as er had been

What I had been expecting, I couldn’t say, but it had been ht Maybe I did read too many romance novels

I started to crumple the torn out paper, but stopped and placed it insideit up, I placed the notebook inside ot to work

FIVE HOURS INTO my shift, on one of the reet newcoreeter’s desk with a fao? I’ll come back for you