SCENE FROM MY BOOK (CAPITALS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE ITALICS – MY THOUGHTS) WARNING: A BIT GRAPHIC
Wednesday, July 7th, 2010
I was at home alone, trying to figure out what I would do for money. GOD PLEASE. THE LAST THING I WANT TO RESORT TO IS GOING TO SEE GEORGE. I made a few phone calls, and wasn’t able to reach anyone. I rubbed my nose with the back of my arm, snot spreading across my sleeve. DAMNIT! I'D BETTER THINK QUICKLY, BEFORE I'M TOO SICK TO DO ANYTHING. THINK, LAURIE, THINK!!! I grabbed my head, pacing back and forth. PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, GOD. I CAN'T, I WONT. NOT HIM. The sun began to set. The sky was a deep blue violet, tinged with different shades of mauve ... such a contrast compared to my sick, black soul. I began crying, knowing the inevitable.… Read More