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"Don’t tell ’er about this, Jeffy She’s gonna be so mad at me Don’t want ’er to beincoherently
It’s hard to breathe as I lift the stinking, blubbering mess that is my father into my arms and carry hiht runs through odda this, day in and day out, since I left for Briar He’s beencare of shit without a single co with et out for a while To travel with his girlfriend and live a nor his own father naked and lifting hi now, because cold reality has sunk in Jesus Christ This is my future In less than a year, this will be my full-time job
I’ve never had a panic attack before I’m not sure what they involve Out-of-control heartbeat--is that a sy? A windpipe that won’t let a single burst of air through? Because all those things are happening tothe shit out of me
"Johnny?" Dad blinks as the hot water sprays his head, plastering his dark hair to his forehead "When’d ya get here?" He staggers in the tiled stall, his gaze darting in all directions "Leet you a beer Have a beer with your old ht be having a panic attack
I’m three hours late to pick up Grace
My phone died when I was in Munsen, and I don’t have her number memorized because it’s stored in my phone, so I couldn’t even call her from the landline to let her know I’d be late
My panic has subsided Soone nuirlfriend I need to hold her and draaroddaht is on when I park in her father’s driveway, but the yello just ignites a spark of guilt It’s past ten o’clock I’ late, and she’s had to wait around for hours
Practice, a cynical voice taunts For all the tis seize Jesus It’s true Howlike this happen once I’m in Munsen full-tiether?
How long before she du the bell Grace’s dad answers the door, a frown puckering his mouth when he sees ret "I’m sorry I couldn’t make it to dinner, sir I would’ve called, buthiht "Anyway, I’m here to take Grace back to campus"
"She already left," Mr Ivers says ruefully "Ramona’s mother drove them back"
Disappoint as she could for you…" Another frown, a clear rebuke "But she needed to go home and study"
Shame funnels down my throat Of course she waited And of course she left
"Ah…okay" I s "I guess I’ll head ho on, John?"